In the ascension of the blooming sunshine. He opened the shutters and the yellow light burst through the dark shadows at all corners of the room. The old witch was a stranger to sunlight. She caved into the little portion of shadiness in the room. Lurking in the shadows of her own raven wings. The Alpha is forced to acknowledge the detriments of his decision.

     “I can change this,” Xander said. “I know I can.”

     “Change is a natural effect,” she said. “It is bad as it is good. And it always happens whether you like it or not.”

Xander turned back to the mattress and sat next to where...