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He was a beast.
She was a witch.
He had come to her seeking help. 
Lydia the witch had asked for something simple in return for her help… 
That he lifted the ban on witches.
He agreed.
She rendered her help. 
But the reward she got was not what they had bargained. 
Rather than lifting the ban on witches, she got a sword to her stomach, and was left to be devoured by the beasts of the forest.
But as fate will have it, she is given a second chance at life, to roam the earth as a beast just like him.
Lydia the witch… the WereWitch is out to get one thing and one thing only.
Revenge on the bastard who had turned her into a wretched beast and betrayed her.
All Lydia wants is the fall of Cassius Thaddeus, Emperor of Cazroth

The WereWitch: Unbridled

It was the fourth morning for the beast in the forest and the third day after the candles had been buried.

This was the day the candles were to be exhumed and the day for the ritual. It was the day he would gain back his humanity.

"Tis the third day since the candles were buried. Shall they be exhumed now?" He asked when she awoke.

"Nay. Not yet. We wait, till it's dark. Then we can pull them out and start the ritual."

Their morning played out naturally. Lydia heated up the meat from the previous day and served it to him for breakfast.

When he asked why she wasn't eating with him, she explained that she was preparing herself for the ritual.

14. The day of the ritual.