Third Person POV

Word had quickly gotten back to Jazzy that her spell had worked. All witches and those who were gifted

by the moon goddess were powerless at the Higala school for shifters. That pleased her greatly. It

meant that she was a step closer to riding the world of Volana wolves forever. Of course, this wasn’t

something she’d be able to do alone. Not even Alpha Jonathan and his henchmen could help her with

this next step. It takes something incredibly powerful and dark to take out all the Volanas. In order to do

this, she needed to summon an old friend. Though, his visits don’t often come without a price. Hence

why she hadn’t summoned him in years, but now that the full red moon was soon arriving, she knew

she couldn’t wait much longer. Douglas, a young warrior in Alpha Jonathan’s pack, appointed to her

protection, stood at her side as she ordered of him. He was no older than 18; a freshly new gamma

warrior, and perfect for what she needed. She could smell his innocence from miles away and that

pleased her very much. The Alpha did say that she could help herself to do whatever she needed, and

this was exactly what she needed. She stood at the window of the room she was given, staring up at the

moonlight and allowing the rays to dance off her bright and radiant features. She closed her eyes and

thought about the day her parents died. She had watched with her own eyes as a Volana wolf bit into

their raw flesh and tore them both to pieces. Their magic wasn’t strong enough to defend themselves

and Jazzy had screamed at the top of her lungs at the sight of her parents meeting their fatal end. It

was her older sister, Hazel, who had covered Jazzy’s eyes from the gruesome scene and then got her

out of there before the Volana wolf turned its attention, and sharp canines, to them. Jazzy had a mixture

of emotions running through her, but the one that stuck with her was anger. Of course, at the time, she

didn’t want to admit such a thing. While others around their village, including her sister, mourned the

death of her beloved parents, Jazzy was stewing in her own anger. Furious that such a thing could

happen and not a thing was getting done about it. It was during that time, that Jazzy had wept. The

tears that escaped her eyes and soaked over her young features were filled with hatred; they were filled

with anger. They were filled with darkness. It was those memories and that hatred that filled the tears

she cried while staring up at the moonlight. They were tears that were filled with so much darkness that

was enough to summon the darkest of demons. As she cried and

mother used to sing to her as a child. A tune that

the same time that

in here…” the words of that young warrior broke through her thoughts. He

arms around his body and shivering; he stared wide-eyed at

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long while and she admired that he was bold

There was genuine concern on his face.

She walked over to the small black cauldron

center of her room and allowed a few droplets of her tears to fall inside. She heard it sizzle,

no heat applied. She turned to Douglas and gave

Douglas…” she said, stepping closer to him, swaying her hips and drawing his

a woman?” His brows rose at her question as he scanned

question, madam,” he said, annoyingly formal. She

her plump bottom lip, chewing on it as she looked him

But the scent of purity was

the gap between them. “I mean…” she began, leaning toward his

whisper into him, allowing her breath to tickle the side of his face. “Have you ever made

She could see the hairs on his arms standing and his

leaning into her touch. She ran her slender fingers

gripped his shirt gently. “I…I have not…” he stammered,

to a whisper as if he was afraid, they’d be overheard. A smile

she stifled it. She ran her fingers up to his neck and rested her palm on his

did hers. It was he who had

lips. He crashed his mouth into hers and kissed her ravenously. He conquered her mouth

her mouth; he kissed her

He wrapped his strong arms around her curvy waist and pulled her into him; she allowed

have a little taste of what he was missing,

she liked his innocence. Douglas had broken his kiss from her mouth and

and tongue down the nape of her neck; she even let out a small moan to show him

had searched her body, desperate to

to give him a better

was enough for her to crave him. She placed her hands

chest so he could be buried in her breasts. He kissed and

exposed nipples making her throw her head back in pure satisfaction. She

his hair as he kissed up her chest and went back to kissing

while running

pressed her palm to his heart and felt it beating under her touch.

the beat of a song. She enjoyed the feeling of

as she continued to kiss him; he was completely hooked

of drug. A smile tugged at her lips at the very thought of it. Just

heard him gasping with her kiss. But

her. She felt the warm pool of blood,

around their feet. He gasped again as pain seared him and her fingers dug deeper into

with his blood. His entire body stilled as she pulled

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