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Two weeks after the mysterious death of Blaze, five warlocks sat in the middle of the huge compound of a farmhouse which was now their own…though not legally, strategizing.
“I know what I’m talking about,” Mary said quietly to the other four warlocks. “That Jeremy individual is something else. Those freaks of nature that the werewolves have are not to be fooled with. We need to take our time and plan.”
“That’s true.” Mario, one of the two male warlocks nodded.
“My dear husband…rest his soul, told me about how Jeremy turned about thirty warlocks to ash with just a snap of his finger. We need to know how to proceed if we don’t want to end up with the same fate.”
“That little shit.” One female warlock spat. “So he thinks he’s back with his people huh?”
“Watch it, Sally.” Mary snapped. “From what I saw from that criminal’s mind, Troy was angry at the wolves. He thought they were murderers.”