Chapter 17

Adura was seated and watching things unfold in their little band of misfits. Ten years she had been with them, and ten years she had learned all she needed to know that there was never any honor among thieves. These people made up the assassins’ guild of the order. Though unknown to the order. And she liked it that way; they would not know what hit them when the shit storm she had been cooking for the past fifteen years of her life came storming in.

And she had kept her secret under lock and key. All they knew about her was that she was insanely strong when pushed to her limits, but they did not know the price she had to pay in terms of control. So also her sisters, they all lived as strangers in this guild. It’s a good thing they learned camouflage magic very early in life; they looked nothing alike and were very steadfast with their spells to keep it that way.

Laila was the one who wore her wolf heritage proudly, never practicing magic in public or with another living