Chapter Eighteen

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"What?! What do you mean there's gonna be a war?" I rolled my eyes. "There's going to be a war between wolves and the demons and that's that." I was talking to Alpha Ale in his office. His eyes were clouded in thought. "How do you know?"

"Cause I'm the fucking Moon Goddess! Shit! You don't know a damn thing!" He growled and I waved my hand and he stopped. It has been three days of recruiting packs to fight and not a single wolf to fight with us. During those three days, I have been working on my powers, and something known as obedience.
He glared at me and then said, "I'll think about it." I rolled my eyes and walked out of the office. Pack members looked at me with wary faces. I forced them all to look the other way. I climbed down the stairs and outside to my sleek bike. I placed the helmet on my head and listen to the engine roar as I made it come alive. I looked back at the pack house and saw Blane standing there. His eyes were full of sorrow. I growled at him and gave him the finger. I turned back to the road and drove off.
I drove through the dark forest road till I came to a street road and then to the highway. The wind brushed my exposed skin. The roar of the engine was music to my ears. I felt free.
I looked down the empty highway and saw a figure. I couldn't what it was or how far down it was. As I got closer, I began to look like a vehicle. I thought maybe they had a dead battery or no gas, so I kept going. Soon I noticed that they were moving, but in the wrong direction. They were right in front of me when I was about to turn around. I closed my eyes as I felt the sharp that spread throughout my body. I flew off my bike to the middle of the road. I opened my eyes to a blurry road. I rolled on my back and looked at the night sky. The stars were blurry and dim. The stars were covered by three blurry faces. "Looks like our pretty little Moon Goddess isn't as strong as she thinks she is." Shit. It was the same man that poisoned me and tried to find me at the motel. "Your an asshole and a stalker." He chucked. "Well. That was such a compliment." I growled. He made a motion and they grabbed my arms and legs. He walked back to the car and came back with a syringe. "Damn." I taunted. "Do you always carry a bunch of syringes everywhere?"

"Shut your mouth, whore. The first time was by order of the king. This time, it's my own little game." He brought the syringe to my face. "Do you know what's in here?" The smell of wolfsbane and silver hit my nose. Havana started crawling here way  to the back of my mind in fear. "That's right, she whore. It's a combination of wolfsbane and silver. I have three more full of this wonderful stuff and the needles are so long that they can go all the way down to the bone. So this is what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna take this and stick it into your arm and for each one, I going to go a little further till on the third one, I will make the needle go down into your bones."
One of the men rolled up the sleeve of my right arm. "Any words before we start?"

"Go to hell, bastard." He shrugged his shoulders. "Let begin. Shall we?" Then he took the needle and plunged it into my arm.

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