Diana came again, with her daughter, of course. I knew this would happen; they needed my help. I gave them a bored look when they arrived at my cabin. I still use this place when I need to meet with my clients; I have to keep my appearance. I knew what they wanted; her daughter had the same stupid dream the mother had, and she needed my help to conquer the Alpha of their pack. I had to remind Diana of the importance of drugging Ivy, almost scolding her, in fact.
She told me she couldn't gain her wolf; she had gotten the help of another witch to suppress her power. I wanted to slap Diana but couldn't; I still needed her to follow my plans.
For now, I decided to let this matter slip; we had another thing to address.
"So, tell me," I began, remembering I didn't know her name.
"Bianca,
