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Misty POV 3 days later Wyatt remained by my side almost all the time, his presence a comforting anchor amidst the chaos. I could see the worry etched on his face, his eyes filled with concern as my premonitions of trouble weighed heavily on him. For the past three days, he had been tirelessly helping me hone my spell casting and attack magic, preparing me for the impending danger. And during the nights, we would lose ourselves in each other, our bodies entwined, creating a blissful addiction that consumed me. Through various sources, we had gathered information about werewolves and witches gathering near the werewolf king's estate. It was a clear indication that my vision was about to come true. But I felt ready. Wyatt and Endora had been instrumental in my growth, guiding me to discove