#Chapter 511: Late Nights & Private Meetings

Olivia I flipped to the next page of the book, muttering to myself as my finger traced the words in front of me. “Interesting,” I muttered as I read. “Interesting, indeed,” my wolf chimed in. I let out a small sigh and closed the book, tossing it over onto the bedside table. “But not interesting enough.” My wolf hummed in agreement. The book on the Ancient Wolf bloodline was indeed intriguing, but it was only based on history; there was nothing about harnessing the powers that the blood of the Ancient Wolf provided. ] Hell, there wasn’t anything on the Ancient Wolf powers at all. “Do you even know what specific powers we have access to?” I asked my wolf out loud, thinking back on the select few times in which we had been able to sporadically—and unintentionally—use the powers. “All I know of is that shock wave ability and the power of suggestion that you used to make Ryan’s men run away,” my wolf replied after thinking for a few moments. “Although I suspect ther