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Avery looked from me to Gavin. “You know, Anya is really the better wrestler of the two.”

Gavin looked me up and down and my cheeks reddened.

Jax growled again. “Avery, you’re my girlfriend. You’re not supposed to admit that my sister is a better wrestler.”

Avery batted her eyelashes. “I’m sorry, you’re better at boxing than she is.”

I chuckled and stepped further into the room. “Because he’s freaking ten feet tall.”

Suddenly, I felt Alpha power surge through the pack bonds. We all froze. My heart hammered in my chest.

‘Anya! The council has assembled at the barn ready for your meeting. Come alone.’

My dad must be totally losing his shit to let it trickle through the entire pack like that. Something was up. Everyone looked to me, so I stood tall.

“The council has assembled. I need to speak with them about my vision.”

Both Jax and Gavin stepped forward but I shook my head. “Alone.”

Gavin looked hurt but nodded, Jax just shrugged.

Turning my back to my friends, I nervously made my way back through the house and outside. Shit. Why did I tell my dad to assemble the council? Maybe I should have just told him my vision and then he could have relayed it to the council. No, that wouldn’t work because the council would want to question me anyway. Lost in my thoughts, I was at the barn in record time. My hand froze on the door handle of the barn as I forced myself to calm my breathing. I didn’t want the werewolf council to see me looking anything but strong.

Entering the large barn, I saw that a table had been set up with thirteen chairs. The twelve council members had assembled, plus my mother. I gave a nod to my grandfather, Raj, who was a council member and the Alpha of the largest pack in India. The council was made up of some bad-ass mothers. Making sure I didn’t meet their eyes head on, I addressed them formally.

“Council.” I bowed deeply and got a growl from my inner wolf. She didn’t like bowing but I knew for what I was about to share I needed to show the utmost respect.

My father gestured to me. “Tell us of your vision.”

I took a deep breath. “I have news of our future that I feel I must share with you.” If Nahuel was right, and this was my purpose than I needed to do what was best for my people. One of the more serious council members, Griff, leaned forward listening intently. He had a look in his eyes I didn’t like.

“I have seen the future and I was shown a world where humans were capturing werewolves, caging them, torturing them. Mass riots, and zero respect for our rights. We were treated like animals.” Now that I had said it out loud, it sounded worse than I had originally thought. The council was outraged. They lost all composure and shouted at each other. My mother and father shared a look.

Griff stood. “When, where?”

I shrugged. “Time wasn’t given to me. I saw Los Angeles, but I got the sense this would be worldwide.”

Griff narrowed his eyes at me. “You got the sense? Is this your first future sight vision?”

“Well … kind of, yeah,” I mumbled.

Another council member turned to me. “How do we know it’s not some witch trick? Dark magic messing with you?”

My mouth opened in shock but before I could retort, my mother stood so fast that her chair fell back and hit the ground.

“How dare you! You come into my home as a guest and call my daughter a liar!” Mist leaked from my mother’s skin and the barn doors rattled. Holy shit. The slightest bit of fear passed over Griff’s face before being replaced with anger.

My father tried to put a hand on my mother’s arm, but she shrugged him off and walked around the table to stand next to me.

She put one hand on her hip and addressed the council. “So, when I have visions of your mates, it’s okay to believe me? But anything else is a witch trick? Maybe I’ll stop telling you when I have mate visions and let our race die out.”

My eyes bugged out of my head at my mother’s threat. She stared down Griff; the tension was so thick it could almost be felt, like a wet blanket saturating my body.

‘Holy shit! Mom just threatened the entire werewolf council,’I told Jax.

‘I miss all the good shit,’my twin told me.

My father stood. “I agree. I’m offended by your line of questioning my daughter.”