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Chapter 54
I wish I can establish a telepathic link with my brother, but I can’t while I’m in wolf form.
Something is really off with these witches. They’re oblivious to our presence, and even if they can’t see us, they should be able to sense us. I can feel their magic. It bristles in the air like an approaching thunderstorm. It’s something dark and terrifying.
“Can you feel that?” Nicholas asks. “What is it?”
How the hell does he expect me to answer him? I just nod and look at the other witches. Waiting for them to say something. Waiting for someone to give me permission to start killing. It’s much more difficult than I anticipated.
I thought killing the Moon Flower witches would be easy. That I wanted to do it. Wanted to get the witch that ripped my aunt from my life, but now I’m just standing here, looking at them. I can’t bring myself to do it.
“Willow,” Nicholas says. “Are we doing this?”
“What spell are they casting?” one of the witches as
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