Rosalie's POV
Magnus laughs out loud as my family and I prepare to take him and his rogue minions down. The rogues growl low as their canines bare themselves between their snarling mouths. A cloud of black mist suddenly encircles the rogues and within seconds their bodies stretch and contort into their mutated forms. The sound of the rogues yelping and whining in pain as the transformation takes place echoes around us.
We now found ourselves standing off with a group of mutated rogues and a very sneaky warlock who just about tested my last nerve. Streams of light cast tall shadows on the earthen ground as the warriors of our pack in their wolf forms encircle my family members who look to me for a signal to move forward. I open my mouth to do just that when a sudden wave of pain brings m
