The wolf affliction becomes a part of you. Eventually, it becomes you...
I heard the words inside my head as though someone just whispered them into my ear. The memory was there, playing vividly inside my mind, but I could not recall who exactly shared those words to me. It could have easily been Michael, but, it could also have been Vladimir. Shaking my cobwebbed thoughts away, I ventured my gaze back to the First Witch.
Greta stood in the middle of her coven, eyes as wide as those of an owl's. The fear that lingered on her face when she saw Viel earlier came creeping back. Her already pale skin paled even more as a vein throbbed on her temple. With a deep breath, she erased the emotion from her face and lifted the hood of her robe back. A tiny spoke of light that peeked through the de
