Chapter 2: Unknown POV

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Chapter 2: Unknown POV

I chuckled when I woke up from my trance. I had gotten into her head again and I am so glad last time had a positive outcome. Malia was paranoid. Beyond paranoid. Now she had a 24 hour watch on Aiden? That's so cute. Like it's gonna stop me from taking her precious son away from her when no one is watching. One of her little guards are bound to slip up at some point.

And it all started because her precious brother died. Oh, cry me a damn river. Seriously. It's been years. Get the fuck over it.

Which gave me another wicked idea. Oh, this'll be good. I grin, as I walk through the halls. I stop at a door, that led to the basement. I knock on it twice and hear a soft "come in." I stroll in lazily, walking down the stairs to the basement. When I get to the ground, she looks at me with a smile. "Hey. What do ya need? I got everything."

"As always," I smiled. "Is there a spell to resurrect someone from the dead?" The witch thought for a moment, like she didn't know. Then, she shrugged.

"I'd have to look into it. Why? Need someone alive?" she asked.

I nodded. "He's on the inside. Just where I want him to be. I'm sure you've heard of the Dalton Pack." The witch nods. "Mason Dalton has been dead for years. His sister is the Alpha. We want him alive, but on our side. Make sure he has a few loose screws."

"Just give me a few days to find the spell," she says, cheerfully. I smile.

"I can always count on you, Paola."

I walk out, heaving out a heavy sigh. I was content with this plan.

Malia, don't you know that you can't escape me?

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A/N: Yup, another update on the same day but it's short! Who do you think it is? ;) Dimitri? Or someone else...? Hmm!

Thanks for reading! :)

- xSG

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