Chapter 138

Alpha Arlo Bianchi - POV

The dagger pierced her chest, and she fell to the floor with blood oozing out from her wound. She clutched to her chest, but she didn't do anything to pull the dagger out. I saw tears streaming down her cheek as she looked at her hand, which was covered in her blood. 

"I just wanted a second chance in life." I heard her mumbling as she looked up at me. There was pain and grief in her eyes as she fell to the floor. Blood began dripping from the corner of her mouth as her eyes fluttered closed. 

A few seconds later, I smelt something burning when I saw a spark near Etta's leg. The candles were all in different corners of the warehouse, far away from Etta, and I knew that it was a fire that was created by magic.