Aina pov :
I took a deep breath and tossed Mr. Obi's heart into the River Elbe. As the heart sank into the water, a ghostly figure suddenly emerged from the river. It was a translucent figure of a woman with long hair flowing behind her. The figure reached out and collected the heart with a gentle touch.
"Thank you," the ghostly figure said in a whisper. Her voice sounded like the rustling of leaves in the wind. "This heart belongs to me."
I looked at the figure in awe, feeling a mix of fear and fascination. Who was she? What did she want with Mr. Obi's heart?
"You're welcome," I finally managed to say.
The figure smiled faintly.
"The new beasts are a mixed race of the werewolves and the shapeshifter. They must come.
"They are to come before the blood moon. ", she added.
I nodded
