Chapter 61. The Were Rebellion

“They can’t be here this early. The alignment isn’t until this evening! We are not prepared for this!” Skye said as she awoke her love, Raine.

“What is it you saw, my sweetness?” Raine asked as he stroked the cheek of his wife. Skye may have lacked some of the Dark Arts skills he possessed, but her clairvoyance was always spot-on. He always heeded her warnings.

“Raine, I,” Skye’s breath becomes short.

Raine held her close to him. Her head rested on his bare chest. She circled her forefinger around his right pectoral muscle. He knew it was her way of focusing on something tangent to steady her breathing.

“It’s okay, Sweetness. Tell me when you are ready.”

“That’s just it! We aren’t. Get dressed now.”

Raine knew not to hesitate. Her psychic powers usually warned of danger within days. But if she told him to dress, the werewolves were fast approaching. Raine jumped out of bed and stumbled into his clothes. He had just finished lacing his shoes when he heard