Ava's pov
The sky rumble and the lightening keeps stricking. Everywhere now seem eerily silent because all the werewolves had retired to bed. I couldn't say for my mate whom I haven't seen after I step into quilt pack aside from his voice I overheard with McDonald. I don't even desire to see him, not at all.
As I stand still with Evie in the dark room which was only lighted up with candles , I feel scared. The scary part of me was actually because of what I am about to do. Witchcraft! What is actually my Target? Cyrus! Cyrus Waylen is my only target. He is the only one I can change to avoid the tragedy that has befell me. If Cyrus hasn't chase me out, if he had claimed me by his side all the while then Alpha Devan wouldn't have had lustful thought about me. He wouldn't have threatened m
