Maximo PoVIt’s been almost a week since that magical child escaped my grip. And how she escaped was still a mystery. That was why I hated working with other people. They’re always inept and eventually let you down. Some even let you down repeatedly, no matter how many second chanced you give them. “Take for Axel for example,” I growled, “the idiot lost the pack I worked very hard to give him. And tried to lie his way back to my side.”There was a limit to foolishness, and Axel and his lackeys had definitely passed theirs. I had them locked in the prison yard till I know what to do with them. I stood up and began to pace my room. Jack had it custom made to suit me. It was wide and spacious, just like I love it. He’d initially stuffed the room with lots of modern mundanities, but I had them removed. I’ve survived without modern vanities for so long, and I intend to keep it that way.The only furniture in the room was the bed, a bed stool, a small table pressed against a northern wall

Melina PoVWhen Ramona directed me to Madam Guo, she told me the old lady would tell me everything I needed to know. Apparently, the old lady had a different definition of sharing information.All Madam Guo did was point me in the direction of a pack and told me to find Lisa. And she wouldn’t say anything more.I was pissed when I left her place, and muttered angrily to myself as I made my way to the supposed pack where the prophetic child resides. “Why couldn’t she just tell me the name of the child she saved?” I muttered angrily, “that would have saved me a shit load of time.”Apparently, the old lady didn’t trust me. In her words, ‘I need to protect my daughter.’ “What does she think I’m going to do?” I continued my rant, “announce to the royal family of the wolf kingdom that a werewolf is colluding with a witch to end the war? Isn’t ending the war the exact reason I’m here.”Madam Guo’s adopted daughter was the one that made the report to the academy through Madam Guo. Knowing w

Uther PoVI should have heard from Spock by now. It was unusual that my servant would stand me up. Spock had very few flaws whenever he served me, and tardiness was definitely not part of it. “Where is this man?” I asked as I continued to pace the gardens at the back of the mansion. Usually, I wouldn’t care very much where and how Spock chooses to spend his time. I trusted him enough to believe that whatever he’s doing it for the good of the kingdom. And this situation was not different. I believed that whatever made Spock come late must have been necessary and relevant for the good of the kingdom, but what I was really anxious for was the news he carried. I trusted Spock, but Marco was a totally different story himself. Even with the Spock’s subtle supervision, I didn’t trust Marco to follow my orders. The bull-headed boy might do the exact opposite of what he ordered and throw the entire kingdom in another array of jeopardy. Marco was never one to look beyond his personal pride

Melina PoVI still couldn’t wrap my head around what I’d just seen. When I thought I finally understood it, merely becomes stranger. “Was that science or magic?” I asked myself for the umpteenth time as I took a swig of the drink the barman served me earlier.I winced gently as the drink burned down my throat on its way to my stomach. It was my third, and it was really helping me fight the cold. The cold was bearable in the day, but when the sun went down, it began to freeze. And the drink was probably the only thing that was keeping me from freezing. That, and the thick jacket on my back. “Okay, Mel,” I murmured to myself, “backtrack.”It was a trick Ramona taught me whenever I was stuck or confused. She would tell me to think back to the beginning, and retrace my step. Retracing my every move from the beginning would help me look back into my memory to see what I missed.Witches memory are clearer and sharper than the average human thanks to some potions witches and wizards give

Marco glanced at his men who supported Maximo on their shoulders as they made their way to the pack territory slowly. Maximo was in bad shape and wasn't at all getting better and was weak, never for once had he thought he would be tricked this way. Every step they took felt like a thousand arrows had been shut to his rips creating an excruciating pain, he gnashed his teeth wincing in pain as his insides felt like they were about to fall out and he had no idea why he was able to heal himself."We're almost there," Marco assured him with a smirk on his face as they approached the borders of their territory where several warriors stood guard, Two of them approached both Marco and his men carrying Maximo who seemed to be losing consciousness."Take him to the dungeon and lock him up immediately," Marco ordered them while walking inside nodding to the guards as he made his way inside the pack, The first place he went to was the Alpha's home to report what had happened. He was unsure what h