Yellow eyes. Blood shed. More bloodshed. And some drama. 
THAT is what it was at first. 

Then add witches to the mix and you have some messed up reality going on.

Target for a massacre.
Knives.
hit and runs
Kidnapping
Hostage

Crystal is a gem that grows in the midst of utter chaos directly aimed at her. 
A survivor's soul.
With more than enough lives involved in her business. Some good, some bad and some dead but kinda living too.

TARGET FOR DEMISE

The pack house was in a rage. Wolves were working themselves so hard they had started sweating blood. The parents were on the paperwork, handling the duties of the alpha whilst he took care of his son. The other members that lived far from the pack house were oblivious the chaos. 


Margot was confines to Felix’s room, with potions and spell books muttering away while her magic did its best to keep the alpha at bay. Felix’s father barked orders left and right. 


“Get in contact with the southern boarder and have everyone in lock down,:” He instructed, “Find away to keep it from entering the human territories.” 


“Yes alpha,” the subordinates often replied and rushed off to oblige. 


A little girl rushed into the room with two buckets of ice and Margot sighed in relief before using her magic o get the buckets over the half naked unconscious sweating alpha Felix. 


It was the ice