We all sat in our hotel room's living room. Miss Helena sat in front of us on the sofas while our friends stood behind us.
"Why have you come, Miss Helena?" Stephen asked.
"I guess I shall not hold it back much longer," Miss Helena brought her cup down and sighed. "I saw a vision."
"A-A vision?" I asked. "What kind of vision?"
"Your death," she replied that made my mates grip my hands. "Klyde Moonschild, a force of green and purple shall go against the force of nature once more and will come to kill you. Along with your–"
My mates stood before she could finish. Their auras pulsated with fury. The mere thought of me and our pups dying made them angry like this.
"Calm down alphas," Miss Helena commanded with as equal fury in her aura. Her presence was peculiar. It was scary but it was
