  &quot;You felt them, but you didn t actually see them? Or one, as in singular?&quot; Sierra gazes at Colton questioning him as we sit across from her at breakfast, something we usually share in her own suite as she prefers it that way. Colton slides me the platter of pancakes as he shrugs her way. It s late for breakfast but our patrol duties sometimes push us to eat nearer noon a couple of times a week.
  &quot;Felt. Possibly just one, but I can t be sure. I didn t see them at all, but my eyes turned blue, and I could definitely feel their magic in the air; faint, but it was there. Just out beyond the perimeter.&quot; Colton dishes me some and throws me that soft smile, that translates to 'I love you  as he adds maple syrup to the stack he s given me. I help myself to bacon and dig in while his mother still stares pensively at his face.
  Sierra sighs and looks torn for a long moment 

  &quot;I guess&quot; Colton s distracted, not fully believing even if he seems like he s agreeing. I know him better than that and the worry in his eyes betrays that this isn t an answer for him fully. I did think he was a little quiet when we woke up and he made love to me this morning, rather than crazy morning sex. He seemed subdued before we came to breakfast, overly touchy feely and attentive. I thought he was tired, having one of his calmer days of reflection that sometimes happens. I never knew he was harboring all this and picking apart the meaning. 
  Since starting to get visions he s found it both a blessing and a curse and often frustrated with the cryptic confusion they can cause. They are hard to separate from dreams sometimes that have no meaning and he has started over questioning every single night terror he has. His powers are growing, but he feels like instead of harn

  You heard my mother, she told us that some of the witches joined forces with the vampires in this fight and are only too happy to see the downfall of the wolves. Some of them feel wronged by us. I guess, this is the first of them showing up to prove her right. It s been months of sporadic attacks that never succeed. Maybe they think a witch on side might give them an advantage since their weapon is all but useless now. 
  I don t respond as a cold chill runs through my stomach and I glance back into the dense darkness and try to feel anything beyond the tree line. There is nothing, they never followed us back in here, but the uneasiness that I picked up first is still there. Almost like we re being watched. I shudder in subtle fear at the thought of what might be out there. Trying not to let my mind run riot and imagine the worst.
  Don t! Colton nudges my face with his nose, reading m

&quot;You felt them, but you didn t actually see them? Or one, as in singular?&quot; Sierra gazes at Colton questioning him as we sit across from her at breakfast, something we usually share in her own suite as she prefers it that way. Colton slides me the platter of pancakes as he shrugs her way. It s late for breakfast but our patrol duties sometimes push us to eat nearer noon a couple of times a week.
  &quot;Felt. Possibly just one, but I can t be sure. I didn t see them at all, but my eyes turned blue, and I could definitely feel their magic in the air; faint, but it was there. Just out beyond the perimeter.&quot; Colton dishes me some and throws me that soft smile, that translates to 'I love you  as he adds maple syrup to the stack he s given me. I help myself to bacon and dig in while his mother still stares pensively at his face.
  Sierra sighs and looks torn for a long moment as we start to tuck into the pancakes, bacon, and eggs I insisted I was dying for this morning. My a

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