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Blaize stared at the note, her gaze blank.

Will you marry me?

Her instant reaction was yes. She had the deep urge to go after Lucas to just kiss him and cream 'yes! yes! yes!'

But, she couldn't say yes.

She was an heiress. Soon to be queen. Of Vampires. She couldn't marry a Werewolf. That would complicate things, add drama, and possibly another war. She didn't want another war. But she did want to say yes.

You already have a fiance.

Oh, how could she forget? Blaize rubbed her face tiredly in her hand. She didn't want to marry him. What was his name again? She couldn't remember. She barely remembered his face. He simply bored her. The only thing she could remember clearly of him was that he was scared and intimidated by her. Did she mind? Not really.

Who has to know but us?

Thats what Lucas would say. Blaize bit her lip unconsciously. Who has to know? Her mother would greatly disapprove. Blaize gave a small smile at that. A doomed marriage. A secret marriage. A happy marriage.

So basically, her choice was her power or her love.

And by Moon, she was choosing love.

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"I can't believe he actually left," Elizabeth muttered, pacing back and forth. "Lucas is a smart boy, I'm going going to act like he isnt, but..."

"I understand, 'Beth," Jack sighed. "I'm worried, too."

Elizabeth turned to her husband, "Is he going to be okay?"

Jack offered a laugh, "C'mon, Wolves are strong. Lucas will be fine, I'm sure."

"Even then, he was raised like a human. He doesn't even know how to howl, Jack."

Jack sighed, "Yeah. Thats true."

Elizabeth looked around for a second, before looking back at Jack, "Has...anything happened?"

Jack knew she was stressed about Sawyer. She was mainly worried about what Manny said, understandably, he was too. But so far, there hasnt been any word from Manny.

Though, Sawyer interrupting their meeting, and knowing it was about her, moon that troubled him so much.

"No, not yet." Jack leaned back in the chair, "Moon, 'Beth, this is really starting to worry me."

"Me too. I'm afraid she's realizing her power." Elizabeth was starting to shake. She walked to Jack and sat next to him. Instantly, he pulled her into his arms.

"We have to think positive. If she is, thats fine, its a part of her. Which side she goes on, thats when we worry." Jack soothed. "She's always been the troublesome child, hasnt she?" He smiled.

Elizabeth smiled back, "Her and Lucas."

"They were such horrible, adorable kids."

A laugh, "And Asher's over there reading silently."

"Now he's got a boy next to him."

She rolled her eyes at Jack's tone, "Damien is so sweet to our son. Have you seen it? Oh!" She clapped her hands excitedly, "Do you want to know Damien's nickname for Asher?"

"Sure." Jack's smile was more genuine now.

"My treasure. Isn't that the sweetest thing ever?"

Jack rolled his eyes, "So sweet!" He mocked her adoring tone, making her give him a flat look.

"Don't mock me." She threatened half-heartedly.

"I'll mock you if I wish," He teased, giving her a quick kiss.

When they pulled back, she gave a little laugh, her grey eyes locking him in place, "Oh, really?"

"Mhm." Jack hummed, pressing his forehead against hers. "Only because I love you."

"I love you too."

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The area Sawyer was in was very dark, but the candle offered a dim shade to her work. She sat in front of a table, and writhing animal who lost a leg in a trap. Sawyer shakily held the amputated leg of the animal, feeling sick. She faintly wondered who set the trap, but she had other things to worry about. She stopped the bleeding. She gave the animal some painkillers to offer mercy and trust.

"Shh, shh, it's okay, its okay," She soothed, rubbing its back.

"Miss Frost, are you sure this will work?" Cheshire asked next to her, his tail flicking briefly.

"Yes." She said, her eyes glowing, "I'm sure."

Cheshire observed the animal carefully. It was covered in blood, but he could see white fur, and it was smaller than Cheshire himself. He assumed it was a rat. "What is it, Miss Frost?"

"Ferret." She muttered. "Poor thing." Her hand trailed down its back and went back to its head to pet behind its ears. The ferret leaned into her touch.

"Should we be doing this in the open?" Cheshire asked. "Because, well..." His eyes flickered to the moon. Sawyers blank gaze looked up.

"We're fine." Sawyer said. She had an odd look in her eye, as if she was waiting for a reaction. "Chesh? Could you get me some water, please? Fresh water?"

Cheshire nodded, "Yes, madam." He hopped off the table and ran to get as she asked.

When he was gone, Sawyer gave a little smile, "Don't worry, Manny, I'm not doing anything bad." She petted the ferret again. "See? Now, I dont get why you're worried. Am I that intimidating?" Her eyes flashed a brilliant gold. After a few seconds of silence, she gave a little laugh, "If you think I'm dense, you're wrong. Now, watch what I can do."

Her fingertips glowed blue as she froze the area where the ferrets leg used to be, and at that moment she knew the leg would go back on. It was to mangled.

Improvise.

Sawyer reached down to grab a stick and broke it to the length of the ferrets leg, using the untouched one as a size example. She set it up, taking gauze and wrapping the twig to the ferrets stump. She quickly pet the ferret when she felt its unease.

Golden sand slowly trailed out and she put it to a light sleep, but not light enough for it to wake up at any moment. Inky purple magic came next, Sawyer's fingertips lightly touching where stick met skin. Sawyer took a deep breath, and pressed down, concentrating as hard as she could. Mend. Mend. Mend.

"C'mon," She muttered. "I can do this."

Manny glowed brighter, and she wasnt sure if he was impressed or alarmed.

Sawyer gasped at a sudden sharp pain that entered her arm. Her eyes changed to white, pure white. Her face slowly twisted in pain. But she kept her focus on the animal. The pain grew stronger and stronger, until she couldnt take it anymore. She gasped and sobbed once, rubbing her arm. Her eyes were back to its normal color, but tears had entered her vision. Her breathing was slightly labored.

She noticed Manny's glow die down. And that angered her. She gave a forced laugh, "Ah, not impressed, huh? Just getting warmed up, dont worry!" She wiped her tears away.

She kept going, ignoring the pain in her arm fully this time. Popping sensations attacked her joints, Sawyer ignored it. Swelling, she ignored. She had a goal that she was going to meet. She added more pressure, more concentration. More power.

"Miss Frost! Stop!" Cheshire yelped, worried.

She stopped. She turned to Cheshire, "What?"

Cheshires silver eyes were wide with worry. "Your arm! You're crying! I've only been gone for nearly an hour, oh, I'm terribly sorry for not stopping you sooner!"

Sawyer touched her cheek and it was soaked with tears. She looked at her arm. It was purple, and bruised slightly and swelled on her joints. "Oh. Oh, it's fine, Chesh."

"No it is not!" The worried cat said, "I should've came back sooner, and-oh! I spilled the water!" The bucket he had carried away was indeed spilled into the snow.

"Chesh, it's fine, I-" She had turned to look at the ferret, and paused. "Chesh. Chesh, look." Her hidden joy was starting to shine through.

"What is it, Miss Fr-" He paused when he saw the same thing she did. "Miss Frost," He whispered in wonder, "This is amazing."

Sawyer gave a giddy laugh, and scooped the cat in her arms, hugging him tightly. She started to jump up and down. "C'mon Chesh! Lets go get some sleep. Ahahaha!" She squealed, really reminding Cheshire that she was a teenage girl, as she carefully picking up the ferret. She picked up her hoodie and wrapped the ferret in it.

"Yes madam," He smile brightly at her.

Sawyer paused. "Oh, wait, its really late. Chesh, please stall my parents for a bit until I get back, 'kay? Dont want to travel to quickly with her." She gestured to the ferret.

Cheshire nodded, and followed her command.

Sawyer looked up, her smile a defiant one. "See? I'm just as stubborn as you are, bud." Her nose scrunched slightly, her look smug, "Am I still a threat?"

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uh oh! Sawyers getting serious!

FUN FACT #50; Each person out of the Six will be in powerful positions.

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