*Blair's Point of View*
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S GOING TO DIE?!!!" I yelled as I heard what the witches' seer had said.
She predicted that Pryce would be killed by the werewolves' leader, Damien. And I don't want to accept that. I would never.
We went here to know why the werewolves wanted to kill Pryce and what they wanted from her. And this is what greeted me.
My fangs grew on their own even if I didn't wish to be a vampire while my hands fired up, and it slowly ran to my arms and then throughout my whole body.
I looked at the seer, and she seemed like she saw a ghost. She's scared. No, she was terrified.
"Claude, calm down! I'm sure there's something we can do about it." My mom uttered to calm me down and tried to touch me, but her hands got burned. And she just healed it instantly.
"Cassandra!" She called out to my cousin, who is outside the seer's house.