Maggie, still in awe of Luke's abilities, couldn't help but be curious about what had just transpired. She approached the refrigerator cautiously, her eyes fixed on its metallic surface.She positioned herself in front of the fridge, took a deep breath, and extended her hand towards it.With a surge of effort, Maggie exerted all her strength, trying to mimic what Luke had done. But to her disappointment, the fridge remained firmly in place. She huffed and tried again, this time using both hands. A small groan escaped her lips as she strained, but the refrigerator barely budged, shifting only by an inch.Frustration washed over Maggie as she stepped back, puzzled and slightly deflated. "How did Luke do it?" she wondered aloud, her gaze fixed on the refrigerator.Feeling a mixture of awe and confusion, Maggie began to question the reality of what had just occurred. How could Luke, a fourteen-year-old boy, effortlessly raise the refrigerator with a single hand while she struggled with al

Jamie was a very popular figure in Luke’s and Leah’s school. Jamie’s family were rich and were one of the most influential people in their school. Leah had told Maggie about how Jamie gets in numerous fights and he gets to school late and hardly ever gets punished. It seemed as though he lived by a different set of rules compared to his peers. His actions often went unchecked, leaving a trail of frustration and resentment in their wake.He was one of those kids who got privileges because of who his father was. Of course it made perfect sense when he said he was a werewolf and no teacher or school authority paid attention as they feared repercussions or backlash from Jamie's influential family. They dare not investigate or report on Jamie to the institution that deals with teens with special abilities. Maggie dropped off Luke and Leah at their school, a sense of determination burning within her. The words of her daughter Leah echoed in her mind—Jamie, the tall and lanky kid with blond

As they merged into traffic, silence enveloped the car for a brief moment, the weight of their shared responsibilities settling upon their shoulders. Then, Jamie's father broke the silence, his voice carrying a mix of concern and resolve. "You know you can't afford to underestimate the dangers that lie ahead," he said, his gaze fixed on the road ahead. "Your children's safety will always be at stake." Maggie nodded, her eyes reflecting the unwavering determination she felt within. "I understand. But there should be something I can do to help. It’s the reason I came to you”. Jamie's father's grip tightened on the steering wheel as he stared forward as he drove. Maggie leaned back in her seat, her mind reeling with a mixture of hope and trepidation. The possibility of finding a solution, a way to protect their children from their primal nature, filled her with a renewed sense of purpose. In no time, Maggie and Jamie’s father approached a driveway. With the ignition turned off, “Welc

Maggie knew something had to be done before it got out of control. She wasted no time in contacting George the next morning. Maggie's heart raced as she held the phone tightly, her fingers trembling slightly. The morning sunlight streamed through her window, casting a warm glow on her anxious face. She took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts before speaking. The phone rang only once before George picked up, his voice breaking the silence. "Hello, George," Maggie said, her voice filled with a mix of relief and anticipation. She couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for disturbing him so early in the morning. "I know who this is," George replied with a hint of amusement in his voice. "Good morning," he continued, his tone warm and inviting. "Good morning," Maggie responded, her words slightly hurried as she held her forehead, realizing she had forgotten to greet him properly. "Forgive my manners," she quickly added, her voice filled with genuine regret. "It's alright," George

Julian stood tall and imposing in front of Maggie, his voice laced with a determined resolve. The atmosphere heavy with tension, Julian's eyes locked onto Maggie's, as he delivered his ultimatum."Your journey ends here," Julian declared firmly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. "You will have to leave the kids with us for some weeks."Maggie knew she had to tread carefully. "How many weeks?" she managed to ask, her voice quivering with apprehension.Julian's lips curled into a slight smile, "It depends on how fast they learn," he replied, his voice dripping with a mixture of arrogance and superiority. "Their progress will determine their time apart from you."Maggie struggled to conceal her anxiety. Her mind raced with worries about her children's well-being. She mustered the courage to voice her concerns, her voice tinged with desperation. "So how do I know they are safe?" she asked, her eyes searching Julian's face for any signs of reassurance.Julian's expression remained