Chapter Twenty-Eight: Dean The Warlock

"Dean's POV"

Watching the cauldron at my feet, I snicker to myself. Sending that witch disguised as a wolf was the perfect plan to create a little chaos. Wolves, so violent. So dumb. Smiling to myself, I run my fingers across the cauldron whispering a dark spell as black smoke trails through my fingertips. It's almost time to move on to the next step in my plan to destroy all wolves one pack at a time. I will make my own hybrids. I will create the ultimate kingdom, and be their king. The little princess keeps running..but I will bring her home too. She is mine.

*Flashback from over Eighteen years ago*

My Uncle Vector moves quietly down the Ashen pack halls. He's created a spell to hide our smell from the slumbering wolves, and invisibility charms hid us. I am only twenty. My father was a very powerful man until a member of this pack killed him. Anger rises in my throat. We are the leaders of our Coven, and I am the prince in line since my uncle has only two children. These are two new