Mother?

Helena’s P.O.V.

“No, she isn’t.

Sylvia is a female Alpha wolf.”

I denied Nova’s claim at once as it was impossible for a werewolf to turn into a vampire overnight. After all, Sylvia was Alpha Bryson’s only daughter, Nova’s statement didn’t make any sense at all. However, the murderous glint in those pools of blood and paleness spreading on her face dropped my heart to my stomach. I was unable to completely jerk off the horror of her vampire identity.

Suddenly, Witch Ciara’s panicked voice resounded in my ears,

“This is the silver dagger that was used to cast the blood vow on Alpha Zayden.

Why is it with you, Sylvia?”

“Luna Sylvia!”

Sylvia spat out in response; her threats were directed towards me.

“Leave my Alpha’s hand and step away from him, mutt.

Or say your final goodbye to this old man. He has already lived long by ruining other lives.

Choice is yours!”

Her venomous tone reminded me of Zayden’s hand clasped with mine, the coldness seeping through this con