The days had passed since the surprise visitors had left.  Clara had decided to leave with Sly and begin her new life with her mate at her new pack.  Isabel was a bit heartbroken, but overall happy for Clara who had been like a sister to her all this time.  Sly would send news of an answer after speaking with his Alpha about an alliance.  Ty had also thought it would be worth the trip to Gold Moon Pack to also forge a bartering route with them as well.  He instilled the responsibility to Derek who formed a three-men team and set off in the direction Sly had given.  Sly had promised the first order of goods to arrive by next week, so Azura was busy taking inventory of what they already had and prepari

“She said she was from Black Water?  And you didn’t recognize her Elle?” Regina asked as she paced back and forth in her office.  Eleanor shook her head for the fifth time, “I promise you Regina, I did not recognize the woman.”  Azura sat lazily in one of the chairs, still deep in thought about the encounter with the strange woman.  “Do you think she was in association with Leus?  Maybe she came to Black Water after you all escaped?” Azura finally said.  Regina stared at Azura momentarily until she finally went behind her desk to have a seat, “I think you are right, Azura.  She must have come after we had

Azura walked outside, struggling to keep her balance as she marched into the storm.  She looked up to the dark sky and braced herself, clenching her fists at her sides.  She closed her eyes and decided to try and clear her mind.  She tried to focus on the weather, trying to picture the pack on a clear, sunny day.  Slowly her fists began to glow blue.  Her eyes shot open, revealing her blue glowing eyeballs.  She stared into the sky and shot her hands up, willing her powers to travel up to the clouds.  For a moment, all was unhindered, making Azura become frustrated.  She let out a loud growl and focused al

Azura scooted towards the knife on the table, reaching with her upper body to get a hold of the knife with her teeth.  She steadily drops the knife in her open palm and twists to begin sawing at the ropes.  She’s nearly cut free when the witch returns, spotting the scene and lunging at her.  She rips the knife from her grasps and smacks Azura across the cheek, blood dripping from her lip.  Azura whimpers at the contact, all hope of escape crushed in an instant.  “You stupid bitch,” the witch mutters as she places a new piece of rope around her wrists.  Suddenly, the witch’s focus is drawn to something blinking in the corner of the room.