"What do you and your pack desire?" Aleczandria questioned Celeste directly, her eyes narrowing with a blend of curiosity and suspicion. She was aware that she was communicating with the dark magic inhabiting the Alpha’s body.
If Aleczandria’s understanding was accurate, Celeste would lose some memories from time to time because the dark magic was controlling her without her awareness. The dark magic could only control her due to her malevolent thoughts. Touching her allowed Aleczandria to see how this took place outside the gates of Howling Peak.
"We want you to leave," Celeste responded, her voice shifting into a fuller, hoarse tone.
"Leave Howling Peak?" Aleczandria sought clarification, raising an eyebrow.
Celeste’s reply was firm, "Leave this village, leave our kind."
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