Oh, María didn't see my vision yet, but oh, she would.
I bit my bottom lip, fisted the air like some madman rallying his invisible troops, and tried to explain as best I could.
"Listen, I'm still on this topic. I mean, politics is not pretty, but we can use it as a tool to bring the bastard down. He's got magical powers, María. This is way beyond us. We can not do this alone. We need the witches." I enunciated, waiting for her to meet me halfway.
She blinked, still confused. " I get it, I get it. You think we need magic to find magic. I mean, we wolves are strong. We can overpower him, but let's say we reduce casualties by choosing to ask the witches for help, Why on earth do you think they'll help us? We are not friends with their kind. Not even after Rosa and her lover's episode…"
