I was looking at Sara trying to assure her that everything was going to be alright. But I wasn’t sure if it was going to be okay. I saw the witch pull out a dagger that had a strange smell to it. And when she moved it near Sara, Sara would flinch away from it. She was scared of that knife for some reason.
“It’s been dipped in silver water. It’s poisonous for werewolves.” Sara said.
“It’s alright Sara. She wants me. Not you.” I said.
“If I have to, I will kill the both of you. She means nothing to me and we hate her pack as much as yours.” The witch said.
“Well, that’s where you’re wrong. They’re both my pack.” I said. And she looked at me strangely. Like she finally came to a realization.
“You’re not just a white wolf. You are the prophecy.” She said.
That’s when I felt
