The memorial burst into activity as soon as Jermaine, Stone, and Arnold completed the memorial’s rituals by drinking the wine.
“AHHH! One of the Lunas screamed at the top of her lungs, losing control of her wolf. The guests panicked first, then their hysteria triggered the release of the black magic as it spread through the garden.
“Someone has used black magic!” Their wolves picked the evil energy as it spread through the blood like cyanide. Their wolf was growing weaker and suffering, close to losing control. Their eyes began to search for the culprit. Alvara and Harrison grinned from ear to ear, acting worried and affected by it.
“Don't cry now, Regina. The fun has yet to begin,” Casimir whispered into her ear, his wolf’s eyes locked with Aiden’s murderous ones. This time no coinc
