Chapter 44. Wanting Cinnia 2.0

So far, Cinnia had learned three spells and her favorite was the cloaking spell. She made sure to use it at every opportunity.

Sometimes, she felt sorry for Mya and Maverick because they had to constantly search for her since she was carrying the future of their pack.

It was exciting to sneak around unnoticed though there were times she had to hold her breath as many of the werewolves had very good hearing.

Denzel was to return that evening and she could not wait to receive him. It was as if there was a gaping hole in her that needed to be filled. Pun intended.

"Cinnia, for the love of the goddess, please stop using that damn spell!" Mya pleaded as she looked for Cinnia in all the rooms of the pack house.

"Fine..." Cinnia sighed as she materialized from the wall of the hallway in the upper right wing.

"Fuck!" Mya shrieked and clutched her chest at the sound of Cinnia's voice.

"Jeez. Don't give yourself an aneurysm." Cinnia chuckled and patted Mya's