FEMALE APHA'S STOLEN BIRTHRIGHT
here is her first victim. She attacked him, and he drove her off—then Changed at the next new moon.” Asil stilled. “What?” Toby nodded. “There’s something strange about that wolf. She’s only solid sometimes. Lauren hurt her, and she fled, but as soon as she was out of sight, her tracks and blood just stopped.” Asil’s breath caught. “You know something?” “They were all dead,” he whispered. “Who?” “All the witches who knew . . . but then we all underestimated Mariposa.” “Mariposa? As in butterfly?” Asil’s eyes were black in the night. “I am not a witch.” Which seemed like an odd answer to his question. Toby considered him. “But you’ve been alive a long, long time,” Toby suggested. “And Sarai
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