The Alpha Witching Hour; A Forbidden Love

ke state she couldn't escape. She had grown weary of this recurring ordeal, a nightmarish loop that had persisted since the day she had encountered the elderly woman in

linch from Gracie. She felt as though the walls were closing in on her, desp

throat, inducing a choking sensation, her eyes welling

e hand around her neck to retreat. Struggling to comprehend the source of the roar, she discerned a blurry image of a white wolf growling

She sniffled softly, the memories of the ordeal still haunting her, even after it had concluded. She drew rapid

re the terrifying dreams that had plagued her for the past three months, time to seek their assistance. If onl

dering, "What should I tell my brothers?" She bit her lip, ruminating over the situation. "What words should I use..." she murmured, pondering a moment long

n the other end. "Gracie, hey, what's up?" His tone, though excessively

se appeared puzzled but agreed nonetheless. They arranged to meet at the mall. She ended the call, feeling jittery

ck to the old woman in the alleyway. The face was a blur, and the alley appeare

a massive structure teeming with people. It buzzed with life and activity, and she found an empty spot to wait for her

're just imagining things," she chided herself harshly, though deep down, she knew otherwise. She sensed

Jesse's soothing voice

, Gracie. What's wr

aming down her cheeks. "Hey, what's goi

and uttered a strange language that made me dizzy. When I realized what was happening, I fled. But since that day, my life has been a living hell, and I feel like someone is wat

sed," Jesse said, and Sam c

hers' comments. "Promised what?"

" Sam spat angrily. "You weren't ready, and

e insisted, grabbing Gracie'

she was left with a multitude of questions. What wa