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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

He felt the person beneath his hand was still icy, without a trace of warmth.


It was a chill that seeped into his bones; just touching him seemed to lower Adrian's own body temperature.


His gaze flickered back to the two candles on the table.


Only then did he realize that Alex's candle wasn't lit at all.


But Dora's candle illuminated a large area, and she slowly sat up in its glow.


Gavin, a grown man, couldn't stop his eyes from turning red as he knelt by the bed. "Dora, you're awake."


Adrian, who had been triumphant just moments ago, now had bloodshot eyes. He spun around and roared, "Are you all blind? Where is the healer!"


The healer, who had been waiting at the cottage entrance, hurried in to examine him.


After just a brief touch, they shook their heads. "Alpha Adrian, this—Alex is already dead."


"What do you mean, 'already dead'? You haven't even examined him properly, and you're saying he's gone!"


Chapter 6