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As the last witch in the forest, my first mistake was bringing Alpha Adrian's brother back from the dead.
His payment for my kindness? A year of his protection.
I fell for him, sacrificing my power just for the chance to carry his pups.
But when I was six months pregnant, he locked me in a den.
"They say a pregnant witch's body is at its most receptive. You still have three months until you're due. I've found ten rogues, and I assure you, they will take very good care of you."
I bled to death.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day the Silvermoon Pack came to my door, begging for my help.
This time, it was Adrian on his knees, begging for my forgiveness.

The Cruelest Betrayal and the Last Witch

When I arrived, Gavin had already followed my instructions and carried his sister, Dora, into the witch's cottage.


Nadia also had someone bring Alex into the cottage.


"You have a few tricks up your sleeve, Diana, I'll grant you that. All the spiritual energy in the area is converging on this cottage. I have no idea what kind of dumb luck you stumbled into to find such a perfect spot."


I ignored her provocation and arranged the ritual herbs around Dora.


I arranged the moonstone fragments I had picked up from the ground as neatly as I could beside her pillow.


As soon as I drew near, I could feel the different aura emanating from her.


Normally, I would only need to guide the chaotic aura from her body into the moonstone, then fumigate her with the herbs for twenty-four hours.


But now, I wasn't sure if the shattered moonstone would still work.


Nadia, who had been standing nearby the whole time, sneered, "Witch, can't keep up the act anymore?"


"Should we get you some ritual garments? Maybe you can perform a little dance for her?"


The prolonged concentration was draining my energy.


Suddenly, I bent over and coughed up a mouthful of blood.


Startled, Gavin rushed over to support me. "Are you all right?"


"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to do this. Perhaps my sister's time has come today."


I smiled and shook my head. "I'm fine. She just took her last breath, so saving her will be easy."


I raised my hand and pressed a trigger on the side of the bed, and a barrier of silver threads descended around it.


Nadia reached out to touch it, then cried out in pain and snatched her hand back.


But I could no longer hear her shouting.


I used the same method as before to draw the life force, placing my fingers on the crown of Dora's head.


The next second, icy claws clamped around my neck.


I looked down into Dora's pupils, which were a solid, bottomless blood-red, with no reflection of me in them.


The smile touched only the corners of her mouth; the upper half of her face was completely motionless.


Someone was watching me through her eyes.


The life force that the moonstone had just absorbed flowed back into Dora's body.


The claws around my neck squeezed tighter and tighter.


A werewolf controlled by black magic is at its strongest; no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't break free.


The agony of suffocation blurred my vision, and I couldn't see anything clearly...


Chapter 4