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I shook my head, overwhelmed. "No, I'm not fine. I let my anger get the best of me and now, look what happened. How many people were injured?”Aaron stepped forward with a grim expression."We don `t know yet. We need to find out and help them. But first we need to get out of here before the hunters and their allies return.”Max nodded in agreement. “We should go back to pack territory and regroup. We’ll figure out our next steps there.”I shook my head, feeling a deep sense of shame and regret. I always knew my powers were dangerous, but I never imagined I would cause so much devastation.As we started heading back to pack territory, I couldn't help but feel like I had let everyone down.My mind was full of thoughts about how I could have done things differently, how I could have avoided causing so much damage.Suddenly, Rhea moved inside me and I could feel her presence in my mind.“Chloe,&
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WOLFANG As I descended the cold, damp staircase that led to the dungeons, I couldn't help but shiver with anticipation. My beta, Max, followed close behind, his sharp claws clicking on the stone steps. We were going to interrogate Wendell's brother, Alastor, and extract information about his treacherous plans for the wolf race. We enter the dungeons. I could hear Alastor's muffled screams coming from one of the cells. The smell of decay and despair hung heavily in the air, and I could barely see through the dimly lit hallways. “Get up, Alastor,” I growled when we reached his cell. “We have some questions for you.” Alastor slowly got up from the ground, his fur matted and his eyes bloodshot from the torture he suffered. "What do you want from me?" he spat. “We want information,” Max growled, anger bristling. “We know your brother is planning something big against our pack. We need to know what it is.” Alastor's eyes darted between us. “I'm not going to talk,” he finally said, h
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Yes, I protected my partner, but that was part of our natural instincts. I should suspect someone who could hurt Chloe. And it didn't matter that Eleanor kept saying she had Chloe's best interests at heart. She continued to do things that tested her emotions, and it hurt me to see my partner feeling sad, upset, and exhausted because of this old friend. Suddenly, she turned her bright eyes only to me. “Perhaps you would like to join me on the walk, pup?” I showed my teeth. “I would like you to call me Alpha Aaron and nothing else.” She scoffed at that. “I will address you by whatever name I see fit. Right now, you look and talk like a stubborn, silly puppy. So that’s what you are.” I was on my feet immediately, Cronnos threatening to come out of me. Who the hell does this woman think she is? Let me out and I'll show her who the real Alpha is. She is constantly trying to take our mate away from us. Stop it, I tried to reason with him. If I attack her now, Chloe will be mad a
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I nodded, not knowing what to make of his words. “You brought me the ingredients,” she said, pointing to the small package in my hand. "Good. Now we can get to work.” I handed her the package and she placed it in the cauldron, stirring vigorously. The mixture began to bubble and hiss, sending wisps of vapor into the air. The scene was incredibly witchy and I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. Eleanor was known for her powerful magic, and I didn't want to be on the wrong side of that. I wondered, not for the first time, how Chloe trusted her so openly. The woman seemed capable of turning people into frogs at will. As she continued to stir the cauldron, she looked at me with a strange expression. “You don’t trust me, do you?” she asked, her voice low and dangerous. I hesitated for a moment. “I don’t trust anyone who uses magic for their own gain.” Eleanor laughed. “Ah, but that’s the beauty of it, isn’t it? Magic can be used for good or evil, depending on the user's
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Eleanor I had been waiting for this visit for a long time. So when Chloe looked me in the eye and told me she knew about the elements, I felt nothing but sadness. “You must know why I didn’t tell you myself. I just hoped you would find your way and look for the answers on your own.” "What do I have to do?" she asked, her eyes resolute. “You have to believe. You see, child, for you to return to this plane in a resurrected form, the only way through death is with hope.” She was a little confused when I said, “So, in essence, I die, but do I die knowing that I will live?” "Yes." I smiled weakly. “You die knowing that this world is waiting for you and that, like everything else, you will only make a small journey.” “Show me the way.” “Tomorrow, when the moon rises, we will finish this. Then your training will be complete.” “How the hell are you.” I turned around, my heart suddenly becoming cold. I knew that voice. My companion looked at me, his eyes bloodshot. Aaron Chloe drag
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CHLOE"For!" I ran towards the two, my heart in my mouth, an entire living organism.Aaron was so busy trying to choke Eleanor that he didn't hear me right away. His wolf was furious and his eyes were red with rage.“I'm going to kill you once and for all,” he said to Eleanor, holding her tightly. “You dared to come between me and Chloe and push her away. I will finish you.”I couldn't see that nothing I said would bring him back, so I did the next best thing.Or maybe this was the best thing I could have done under the circumstances.A warm glow like an ember began to take root in the center of my chest. I waited until it was a little ball and removed it so it could nestle in my arms.But this time I didn't shoot at the two with the intention of causing harm.No, I told the ball what to do.Show them I'm okay, I whispered to him. Show them that they don't have to k
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"Chloe?" The question echoed until I stirred from my restless sleep. Once again in the forest, seeking answers without knowing what I pursued. Riddles in the dark. Rhea nudged me awake. "Hey. You’re having a rough few days, aren’t you?” I sighed. “Tell me about it.” Yawning, my attention fixed on the concerned face before me. Aaron regarded me as if I were a fragile trinket. "What is it?" I asked him. “And can I have a coffee first?” He smiled. Moments later, I had a cup of steaming, frothy cappuccino. Much better. “I'm leaving the castle grounds for a while. I don't know when I'll be back. Reports of witches in the southern bend of the White Mountain.” My heart sank. If witches were near our territory, Wendell wasn't far away. “You’re not going alone.” I took a sip of coffee, meeting his gaze. He gave a characteristic frown. “I thought you would resist. It’s not safe, Chloe.” “No more for you than for me,” I replied. “The south curve is just a few miles from Fairbank. We
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ChloeI fought on the front lines, side by side with Aaron.The sound of clashing metal and the heat of battle surrounded me, but I remained focused on the task at hand.Suddenly, I spotted Wendell running away from an explosion.Adrenaline pumping through my veins, I followed him, determined to bring him to justice for what he did to our pack. I found him crouched behind a fallen tree, trying to escape the chaos like a coward.“You won't get away with it, Wendell,” I growled, taking a step toward him. “You and your hunters will pay for what you did here.”But Wendell just laughed, his eyes shining with a cruel light.“Oh, I think so, my dear Chloe,” he said, a sneer on his lips. “I have plans for chaos here. Plans to look like a hero at the end of the day.”Anger rose at his words and I lunged at him, claws bared. He dodged and we faced each other, circling each other cautiously.“Why are you doing this, Wendell?” I demanded, my voice low and dangerous. “Why hurt so many innocent peo
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