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Before Amelia snapped out of the thought of what happened two days ago, the creature had disappeared. She wasn't aware of how that happened, but now is not the time to ask questions.
Another deafening roar, and with a sickening realization, Amelia understood: this was not one of Cyrus's tricks. This was something else, far darker than anything they had ever known before.
For the first time, Draca looked truly disturbed. "That wasn't part of the plan," she muttered, her eyes darting between the creature and the rest of the witches anxiously.
The air was like a snapped wire when it charged forward, its body massive and crashing with terrifying speed through the trees; in an instant, the fragile truce between the werewolves and the witches was gone.
Amelia's heart throt
