Edward's POV
"Alpha Edward," A voice from the shadows called, and we turned to the voice. The man in the shadow was wearing a robe that covered his face and I could smell the stench of death all the way there.
"Amacus, in the flesh," Anaiah muttered.
"Of course, my dear, you have something of mine," He told her. What was going on? I opened my senses and that's when I sensed it, dark magic engulfed this whole area. The man he called Amacus had witches next to me and the rogues were being controlled by them.
"You were too young to remember this but you mistakenly took my magic and the only way to get it back is... Draining it out of you," He chuckled. Anaiah was in pain as the dark magic was directed at her. I must admit that she was a strong one to even start and exchange word
