LeviMy jaw drops to the ground when I see what’s in the pit.It’s about eight feet in diameter, more or less two feet deep. There’s a rune splashed all over it, forming the shape of a six-sided star and strange symbols that look like letters from a different language. I peer at it in horror, and I notice that on top of every symbol, there’s an open jar containing some herbs and plants and little branches, wrapped together with. . . .“Hair,” Arya mutters beside me. “Those bundles are wrapped in hair.”Chills run down my spine. I turn to her and see that her eyes are shining with tears. She’s staring at the pit like it’s drawing her in, and I can’t help but feel the urge to wrap my arms around her.I know that she feels horrible because she thinks this is because of Arthur, and it’s completely understandable.The curse that was put on him . . . that must have been horrible. Not remembering anything and not being in control of your body must be two of the things that I really wouldn’t

Levi"How did you know that?" Arya asks. "Did you follow her all the way there?""No," King Samuel says, shaking his head. "These are all just reports, you know. We cannot be certain for sure. And . . . well, it's the Rogues who told us what they saw. We cannot trust them completely, but unfortunately for now it's the only lead we have."He pauses and looks at me, as though waiting for me to say something about what he just said. I'm from the Shadow Moon Pack and I know that he wants me to say something about it, but I can't.I don't know what to say.Is it possible that the culprit they're talking about is someone from my own pack?And it's a woman too.A woman who's possibly from my pack or lurking inside of it. And based from what we just saw from the pit in the forest, that person has to have witch blood.Who is the only person I know who has witch blood and is from my pack?Lauren.Could it be that the possible that the book in the forest belonged to her? Could it be that the ini

LeviLauren opens her mouth and makes a move to bite the spot on my neck that would indicate that I am marked, and a jolt of fear immediately rakes through my body and makes me stand up without pushing her off me.She falls to the carpeted floor with a muffled thud, and immediately I get horrified of what I just did. She looks up at me with a scared expression, and my heart constricts.“I’m sorry,” I whisper, reaching out to help her up. I carry her in my arms and gently put her back on her bed. “I just . . . I don’t want to mate. At least not yet.”I sigh, then I look up. Something catches my eye on the side of her bed.A jar full of herbs and branches.Just like the one we found in the pit, the thing that is bound by hair. The one in her room now doesn’t have hair, but I can say for sure that it has the same exact stuff as the one we found in the pit.LW is Lauren Wisteria. She’s the one responsible for the disappearances. She’s the one that the Rogues were talking about in their re

LeviMy whole world turns black for a second when I see Arya getting dragged inside the room by Connor. I can feel myself breathing, but my chest is hard and my ears are ringing.“What did you do?” I whisper. “What did you do to her?”Connor just smirks, lifting Arya from the floor a couple of inches by her hair and letting her fall by his feet. “I just brought her over here for the party. Is that so wrong, my friend?”Anger rushes inside me like a big tidal wave, filling my entire body with heat and the strong hunger for carnage. As I look at Connor, someone I have considered my friend the entire time I was down on my luck, I can’t help think of what his head would feel like when I twist it and snap his neck.This is the person I have confided to many times. This is the person I have considered my brother. I chose to live with his little family over coming back to my parents, because I truly thought he understood me better than them.But he’s a criminal. He’s an evil man.“She did no

LeviI hold Arya closer to me as I keep running as fast as I can, my heart beating so fast with fear that it feels almost frozen inside my ribs. I look at her, her face pale and her lips almost purple, waiting for her chest to rise and fall.But it doesn’t do that.Her body stays perfectly still, her face not showing any signs of life. I don't think I can even feel her breathing. There's no air coming from her nose or her parted lips. Her skin seems to be getting colder and colder by the moment.Fear starts to wash over me in great waves like an ocean under a storm. I’m so close to getting into the neighborhood area of the pack, but for some reason everything just feels too far away.Seeing her now in this state . . . I just don’t know what to do. I’m losing my mind.I cradle her face in my hands. “Arya? Arya, please. . . .”No response, not even through mind-link. She’s not breathing. No air is exiting her nose or her mouth. I can feel her blood soaking through my shirt, warm and sti