  Lily&#39;s POV
  Watching Miranda clean Ethan&#39;s wound and sew it up (although werewolves with strong self-healing abilities usually don&#39;t need it, deep wounds will heal faster after being sutured), he frowned in pain but still tried to force a comforting smile at me. The flame in my heart suddenly flared up like a prairie fire. 
  Damn those vicious wolves! If they dared ambush Ethan today, tomorrow they&#39;d creep to the town&#39;s edge, threatening defenseless civilians, or worse... they might find my mother&#39;s home and endanger Aurora! The thought alone made me seethe.
  “Keep an eye on him,” I told Miranda before turning to leave. I grabbed my most trusted hunting knife from the rack and tucked it behind my waist. Then I checked the Lycotine magazine in my pistol and cocked it with a sharp click. My movements were sharp and precise, carrying an unmistakable edge of ruth

  Celena&#39;s POV
  &nbsp;
  Fuck. This felt&nbsp;awful.
  Standing before Jacob, staring at his pale face, those blue eyes brimming with pain and guilt that threatened to spill over. That damned Wolf inside me, that part I couldn&#39;t shake off, was excitedly wagging its tail, making a low whining sound, and desperately trying to rub against it. &nbsp;It didn&#39;t care about Brett&#39;s death or my sadness. It only recognized&nbsp;that so-called &quot;destined mate&quot;, the murderer who killed Brett. 
  Get closer to him, it whispered in my mind, with a primal, blind hunger. He is ours. Forgive him.
  Forgive him? Never.
  I fought the urge with every ounce of strength, digging my nails deep into my palms until crescent-shaped gashes drew fresh blood. My reason, my rage, my grief screamed in protest. He was unforgivable. Never forgiven.
  I spun away, fleeing that suffocating atmos

  Lily&#39;s POV
  The damn life finally gave a little sweetness. Jim and Dave, the mischievous twins, were spending all the time with the witches named Maya and Rose. &nbsp;The air was filled with the smell of their marked mixture of herbs and static electricity all day long, overly sweet. &nbsp;But seriously, this was&nbsp;quite good. 
  It meant the witch sisters had officially decided to stay, teaming up with us against the hunters. After all, our wolf den’s location was exposed now. Having more spell-casting allies was absolutely fucking essential.
  Kyle and his men were not idle. They kept wandering around the area near the hunter base that we had attacked by surprise before. &nbsp;But the message sent back was a bit strange. &nbsp;There was no smell of hunters there anymore. It was spotlessly clean. Instead, a pack of fierce wolves were lurking. &nbsp;Kyle&#39;s men had confronte

Lily&#39;s POV
  Watching Miranda clean Ethan&#39;s wound and sew it up (although werewolves with strong self-healing abilities usually don&#39;t need it, deep wounds will heal faster after being sutured), he frowned in pain but still tried to force a comforting smile at me. The flame in my heart suddenly flared up like a prairie fire. 
  Damn those vicious wolves! If they dared ambush Ethan today, tomorrow they&#39;d creep to the town&#39;s edge, threatening defenseless civilians, or worse... they might find my mother&#39;s home and endanger Aurora! The thought alone made me seethe.
  “Keep an eye on him,” I told Miranda before turning to leave. I grabbed my most trusted hunting knife from the rack and tucked it behind my waist. Then I checked the Lycotine magazine in my pistol and cocked it with a sharp click. My movements were sharp and precise, carrying an unmistakable edge of ruthlessness.
  “Lily, where are you going?” Xaver asked, his voice laced with concern.
  “To check t

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