Hundred and Nineteen

CLARA

“I have her trapped already,” I told him. He was staring at me, looking at his wrist. He was well built almost like an Alpha but I knew he was not. It was just the work of the ritual, it was beginning to take place.

“Where is she?” he asked and then I pointed into the room. A part of me felt bad, there was a feeling that told me not to do it. It was wrong but then I had to protect my son. To complete the ritual, there had to be two vital types of blood to be combined. This would make him, Magdon to be the one powerful man he had always dreamt to be.

He raised his head and looked in that direction, a smile showed on his face and he looked back at me.

“Well, done. I am going to check on my daughter now.” Having said this, he walked out.

A sigh dropped from my mouth. I felt bad, like a bad person but then I have to save my son. If I don't he would be killed.

He would be killed because he was an abomination. A hunter who hunts wolves and kills them.

He would be killed by M