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like sliding your hands across clean and clear water. That is magic. Not slick and oily.
Sometimes his brother surprised him with how much he knew about others culture, though as
the Enforcer of the Pack, it was his job not only to protect them from the outside world but to
understand the outside world as well.
 Witch magic is hereditary, Adam continued.  In most cases they heal or do good. There are
few that are truly powerful.
 The magic that is inherent in the Pack is different as well, his father interrupted.  It provides
proof of strength and family. Jasper nodded, urging his father to continue the story he knew well, told
to him as a young pup.
 Though it is legend, it is said that werewolves were formed from the Moon Goddess.
Saddened by the atrocities of man and the weakening of their souls, the Moon Goddess stepped down
from her ivory crescent throne and walked among the dense forests and rivers.
 There she found a hunter deep in the brush, searching for his next kill. The Goddess knew this
man must eat and provide for his family, but she was disheartened at the depravity of the souls she
watched over. The act of free will was not unknown to her, so she stood back and waited for the
decisions the hunter made.
 A rustling of leaves alerted them both to an approaching beast. The hunter took aim with his
bow and struck a gray wolf, injuring it but not killing the animal. He walked over to his prey, leaning
over it, as the Moon Goddess drew nearer to the two, thoughts of redemption wafting through her.
 Startled by the Goddess presence, the hunter bowed yet stood protective over his kill. The
Goddess told him that man needed to understand the connection between Earth and man. The man,
confused, was unprepared for the magic pulsating and shocking through his system when the Goddess
bent and touched her palm to his heart and the wolf s.
 That night, she created the first werewolf. Not man, nor beast, but a blending of the two. Man
would dominate and walk the world, yet the wolf would remain internal forever, always challenging
man s wants and desires. During times of the full moon, the Moon Goddess s pull is immense, non-
tactile entity and man will change into the beast he hunted and killed, running through the forest of
Earth on four paws rather than two feet. In times of great stress and need, man can choose to be wolf.
 The magic that the Moon Goddess placed on us that night in the forest still runs through our
veins. It is earthy and good. Though we are human, we do carry within us a savage and uncivilized
element that drives us. Our magic connects us, and it is not evil. Jasper s Alpha closed his eyes,
bowing his head.
 If the Centrals are using magic, it s not from a wolf. It is their human selves that harbor evil,
not their inner magic, Kade said. As the Heir of the Pack, he most understood his wolf.
 So you re telling me what we felt was not from witches, and we know it was not werewolf
magic. So what was it? Jasper s question silenced the room.
What had the Centrals unleashed?
Jasper s muscles clenched at the thought. After reviewing everything they knew, it seemed their
enemies were touching something unknown and dangerous. Even though it may only be a ploy, they
still wanted his mate. His Willow.
 I won t let them take her, no matter what evil they uncover. Jasper s growl was low, seething.
He was edgy, the skin rippling on his forearms. His need to hunt was urgent, yet he wouldn t leave
Wil alone, unprotected. His palms itched as the necessity to build something, to create with his hands
took hold. If he couldn t kill his enemies now, he would expunge his energy somehow.
 Of course, Jasper. Willow is safe with us. Kade stood and walked over then kneeled before
him.  I vow to protect your mate with all I have in me. The magic of his words snapped in place
within Jasper. For Kade to vow this, while his own mate was pregnant, touched him deeply.
A binding vow and agreement through their wolves. They d go to the grave to protect Willow
and fight by his side.
 I, too, vow. Adam took Kade s place, and again, the magic washed over him.
 I vow, son, to protect your mate, my daughter.
 Dad, what if this is a ruse? What then? What do they want from us? Jasper asked, needed to
ask the obvious question.
Edward sighed.  I don t know. Maybe power? They re the second ranked Pack in the Americas
below us. It s the only thing I can think of.
 Then we need to stop them. No matter what. Jasper growled.
If only it were that easy.
Chapter 14
 Honesty, Wil, the smells emanating from this basket are killing me. Can t we stop and eat
before we go to the circle? Jasper s plea and boyish grin not only made Willow laugh but surprised
her.
For the past few days, Jasper s demeanor bordered on distant, if not cold. At first, she d
thought it was something she d done, but his attitude wasn t unique. The entire Jamenson family was
on edge. Tension floated on the air, thickening as time passed. Something was coming. Willow didn t
know what, but she kept on alert.
 If you want to explain to a group of hungry wolves where their food went, go for it. But I m not
Little Red Riding Hood on the way to grandmother s house. I will not ask  What big teeth you have
and give you my food.
Standing next to her, Jasper kissed the top of her head and held her close.  You know it s not
food I want, my Willow, he murmured in her ear, sending goose bumps down her arms.
 You know we don t have time for that.
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