years

if your Moon Goddess screwed

age, A

, looking petulant. "Is this conversation taking u

answers impatiently. I don't even understand why he needs to read that same book over and over again. If it were me, I would have memorized it by now and just played it in my head l

ht!" I lazily whispered,

hen, he relaxed his back on the wooden chair he had been lounging in for the past two hou

heard

ility to read minds as you do, but I have an enhance

ht." I sai

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sion. Tell me

nd all, you know, vision is subjective. Some events

happen to y

answer f

ified, his tone stiffening a bit. I'm not sure if he

is might, who kn

Agatha," he growls. "Are we going to keep the guessing game or you will tell me about the vision now

s," I stated, just slightly above a whisp

rom his chair. His wolf almost took o

es to relax his nerves and took a few deep breaths. He opened his eyes after five long seconds and threw hi

in!" he shouted,

Hell, No! He wouldn't hurt me. We have already talked about this subj

nts to anything... and I don't do ma

hy they left the pack, though. We have this 'don't ask, don't tell' arrangement. They only tell me what's necessary for our safety and

t all my shenanigans slide since I am the youngest and the only female member of the group. I am th

ash

actice my magic as mom instructed me. I gathered all the books, herbs, and crystals I needed for my magic before I watched Baltazar burn down the coven into nothingness. He se

not so far from where I sat. I struggle to breathe in the beginning. The humidity in the air was so thick, and I suddenly felt claustrophobic. I don't have

-shaped crystals and rocks fill the ceiling of the cave, and water occasionally drips from them. I imagined that if I could create a sma

was as clear as a crystal, and I could see the bottom of the waterbed. However, wit

uried underneath the surface. This cave holds a massive wea

ntact? I can only assume that n

fe," I