My chest was rising and falling as I looked at him and he held me holding both of my arms and gave me a vague look and trembling lips as I tried to slip out of his arms completely tight on me without looking back at him, "That was me..who I saluted him while he was dead."

I stopped moving to raise my red eyes and to his rifle in particular, hoping he would stop this, that everything would stop, but my body seemed to realize that his eyes were completely honest, to feel my legs let me down to fall, but the arms of Jackson who knelt with me prevented me from falling with anxious features afraid for me prevented me from falling but It did not prevent me from falling into a whirlpool of sadness, anger, indignation...

and cognition.

A little giggle came out of me as I looked into his eyes, wondering from my laughter, and I felt the warmth of my eyes and their glints that blurred my vision a little, "So I'm a Perth huh? Whose books about them have you and Peter been hiding from me?"

I saw the features of shock on his features and his eyes popped out in disbelief! He was very careful that these books were not specifically within my reach.. but that carefulness made them available to me because of my curiosity.

The Perth dynasty, which is a non-existent dynasty under the classification of witches, they were completely exterminated 1400 years ago for their many crimes, which included subjugating everyone to be under their command, and he killed many and many at their hands, and the bulk of the deaths belong to witches of all their bloodlines. Confronting them, even though vampires, witches, werewolves, sarin and every supernatural creature have stood side by side for one reason only.. to recover their right and avenge the souls that were killed, but to no avail.

That bloodline was a curse to the earth, they madly adored bloodshed and control and had no weakness! Unlike black magic witches, their magic didn't harm them at all! And there is a lot of information that contradicts each other in books, and some of it says that the Perth dynasty was originally a myth! This is what I believed in.

“I should have realized.. the only thing you could tell a Perth person by was their unique eye color which I, a fool, never thought my eyes had!” "Calm down, calm down, please," I said amid my laughter, which began to fade as my hot tears fell, before Jackson buried my head in his chest when he noticed my complete collapse, I could hardly breathe now.

"Yes, you're one of them, but you're still Catalia! Catalia, who takes care of any cat, steps into the boundary until her house becomes a cat-hall! With a fight and insisting on staying by his side until he wakes up! It doesn't change anything about who you are! It's not a damned bloodline and no one will decide even my alpha what you will be! Only you will decide!"

He said that as he cupped my face, wiping with his thumb my tears, which gradually stopped at his words, except for my gasps which came out of me against my will. This is what the alpha begged for so I almost kissed his ass until he agreed..you are my sweet daughter and my little sister, Leah..?

I nodded faintly and could hardly take a breath..Jackson's words softly touched my heart..I wouldn't say I was completely convinced by that, but it made me better off.

I saw him with his eyes drooping and perhaps he was having a conversation with the herd, and I was sure of this when he said, “Okay I’m coming.” I almost wondered what had happened had he not interrupted me, “So do you remember the hideout we used to go to sometimes?” I nodded to continue, “Go to it right now, run!”

He commanded me and almost got away from me, but I grabbed the edge of his shirt, "What's going on Jack?!" But he flicked my hand from him as he looked at me with a sly smile "Lounging wolves will be crushed at my hands! Now go away!!".

He pushed me and I nodded, but this time he grabbed the tip of his overcoat that he put on me, "Catalya, I didn't say that before, but I love you baby!"

He kissed my forehead again to hurry away before I could say anything so I too would run to the lair which is a little bit nearer from here with a wide smile without really thinking of what he said so he is always the one who says things abruptly!

But as I ran, I could hear loud screams that made me stop

freezing. It was very frightening, as if the people with those screams were taking out

their souls and hurting their vocal cords from the intensity of their screaming. I grabbed my hands on my head hard when I felt sharp pain, as if a hot metal skewer had pierced my skull before an image of that dream was formed. With the same cries and pleas that I hear in my current reality.

Suddenly I heard a rustle from my left, I turned towards the sound, but nothing but suddenly the rustling came from my right and I didn't see anything until my body fell backwards with a strong scream that came out of my mouth when he pushed me from the front..a wolf?!.

“Ah!” A moan came out of me when that wolf planted his claws in my arms, which he thought were under his front legs, and he was snarling hard in front of my face to close my eyes in fear before I felt its weight lift off my body and with its engulfed claws coming out of my flesh because I was in pain and someone surrounded me with his arms and in a worried voice, “Are you okay? !".