Chapter 44

• Craven sat in his dimly lit chamber, the walls lined with ancient symbols of power and darkness. The room was filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the crackling of a small fire in the corner. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light as he stared at the reports laid out before him.
• "Interesting," he muttered to himself, picking up one of the papers. It was a report from his spy within Alaric’s pack, detailing every change in Lee-Anna’s behavior and the strange power that now surrounded her. His grip on the paper tightened as he read about her abilities growing stronger each day. The black lightning that coursed through her wasn’t something to be taken lightly, it was ancient and raw, something even he had not seen before.
• "She’s more than just a human," he whispered, a sinister smile creeping across his lips. “She’s the key to everything.” The thought of what he could accomplish with Lee-Anna under his control made his blood surge with excitement. If he could harness her power, he could tip the balance of not just the werewolf world but the entire world. No one would be able to stop him. Not Alaric, not the vampires, not even the witches.