I brought one of the wolves toward me by motioning my hand and making them fly through the air toward me, eliciting another satisfying whimper to escape. I repeated the process that began earlier but with much more anger and less gentleness. I listened to the cries of their wolf as the magic was ripped from his body without warning and dropped him to the ground with a thud before he scrambled to escape the house. I did it again and again until I had gone through three more hybrids, taking the magic away and turning them back into their original wolf form.
I could feel Maggie trying to get into my head to talk to me and then Mason then Oliver but I blocked them all out until I heard a voice I couldn’t ignore.
Blake? My mate's voice rang through my ears and made me cringe as some
