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"The golden cider?" I repeated, still trying to wrap my head around it. "The same potion that the witch used on Aunt Theia's mom?"
A long time ago, a witch named Eris wreaked havoc in the werewolf world. Utterly vain and dangerously greedy, she was known for brewing potions to get what she wanted. And she thrived on chaos—practically fed off it.
She wanted a certain Alpha to believe she was his mate, so she dosed him with the potion. But things went sideways, and Aunt Theia's mom ended up taking it instead of her, sealing her fate with a man she could barely stand. It took years for Aunt Theia to uncover the truth and finally put an end to Eris for good.
"You're right, honey. The same potion," Aunt Theia said, her golden eyes darkening, like shadows from the past still clinging
