Chapter 47

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Walking fast the brunette kept her head down and eyes on the small shop ahead of her

She could see a woman with keys going the the door closing it, the shop was closing the day. Her anxiety skyrocketed

"Oh hey hey wait!" The girl called out "I know your closed but I just need one teeny tiny little herb. Please?"

Turning the face the brunette the other women furrowed her eyebrows "Which herb?" Clearing her throat the young girl looked down. "Uh crushed aconite flower."

"Wolfsbane? That's a position." Her eyes darted to me the girl in front of her

When she asked the girl what she needed it for she received a small pause. The brunette girl broke eye contact and frowned "Uhm just a small one..."

Both girls were silent, but at the same time both knew what that statement implied

Nodding and turning away the other woman, a witch, went back into the shop and closed the door

She was gone for only a few seconds and when she came back the young girl was still standing there by her. Holding a small bottle close to her chest she was trying to be very discreet

Being on the lookout for anyone dangerous the unknown witch quickly handed the girl the bottle at a low angle

"Cut it with jimson weed, a few drops in some hot tea should do it." She gave a nod

The girl took the bottle of wolfsbane and tried handing over money

But the woman declined it. "It's an ugly town for wolves." She gulped before reassuring the young wolves

"You're doing the right thing."

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The sky was dark and the stars were shining brightly. Currently Zeara was out for a nightly walk with Xila

Pushing the stroller slowly the young mom took small tired steps

Xila had been up for hours constantly moving and silently babbling. Zeara has been trying to get her to talk over the past five days that they've now been here

But she wouldn't make a sound. Her mouth would move but nothing would be said

Truth be told Zeara was exhausted trying to get her to talk

Her daughter wouldn't listen, sit still, be patient, lay down, absolutely nothing to. Klaus was always out and never helped her

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