I screamed his name. The wolf in front of me clawed at my arm drawing blood. I winced in pain as blood flowed down my arm. I didn't know how to fight a wolf and my witch fire was my only weapon, but for how long I thought as I blasted him.

Running back to the kitchen I grabbed the biggest steel knife I could find. I was followed by two big and hairy monsters. I whirled to meet them and charged with all I had. They moved out my way and I toppled over. They ripped my soft flesh with swift movements. I stabbed my knife in ones eye with my good hand and watched warily as it wailed in pain. My thought process wavered as my head slumped on the floor. The other wolf tore at my skin despite my struggles that knocked him away a couple of times. I started laughing as I thought that my enemy wouldn't be the one to kill me like he wanted. Accepting that I stood no chance against this beast on top of me I shut my eyes welcoming death.

Then the wolf's crushing weight was off of me and so were it's claws. The sound of flesh tearing echoed in my ear along with violent howls from the other room. My eyes fluttered open at the sound of Gage's horrified voice.

"You're not dying on me Jaci. Hang in there for me it'll all be over soon." Half his face is covered in blood, but it's not his thankfully.

The two wolves that cornered me are beheaded, relieve washes over me. I'm in pain all over and soaked in my own blood. "How bad am I," I say faintly.

"I'm pretty sure you can't feel your left arm from the way it looks right know, some needed stitches, but nothing to serious. You're not as bad as you could be." He remains still for a few minutes, making me worry.

"Gage?"

"All the wolves in the house are dead. The ring leader is in the front yard with his two minions," he growled.

I had enough strength to move my limps now. I put my shaky hand on his hand. "Take me to him," I said with an unearthly calm.

I had to try and end this or at least find out why he hated me so much. I didn't know what Gage saw in my eyes but he nodded and gentle lifted me to my feet. I held onto him to steady myself because I had not gotten the strength in my legs back. The pain was killing me with every step I took. My vision was blurry, I was off balance, and it felt like my skull was cracked open.

Coming into the living room I saw the massacre, blood and guts everywhere. Alan didn't look like his logical self as he frantically looked over his girlfriend. Stephanie disregarded him while she sipped heavily at the bottle in her hands that I knew was blood. The twins were dressing each others wounds and talking to one another. Marcus stood in the center of the room covered in thick blood as he looked down at the bloody mess. Aaliyah was on her phone talking rapidly and in different languages from where she sat on the stairs.

Todd was smirking in triumph at me when we enter the room. Tiffany sighed in relief that I was alive and not too damaged. Caleb's parents were growling as they glared out the broken window at my enemy. Olivia was coming from out of one of the back rooms drowning her sorrows in liquor. 

Everyone was preparing in their own way to fight the beast outside. Caleb was by my side at once. Gage relinquished his hold on me and backed a few feet away.

"I'm so glad your okay, for the most part. I don't know what I'd do if... we're going to take this guy done once and for all." He hugged me close, triggering something in me. I started to heal remarkable quick and restored my energy. I saw a light blue glow form around us, surprising us. Maybe it was a mate thing that I could heal, but deep in the depths of my mind I knew better than that. It was the power within me. I was truly the most powerful witch ever born.

Holding my head up high I spoke with authority, "It's time to finish this." I stride forward with my friends following me.

For the first time I see his true identity. He is tall, build like a warrior with his bulging muscles and faint scars on various parts of his body. On his pale face the biggest scar of them all is there stretching through his left eye. Who was the one to do that, I wonder.

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