I reached the hospital. Diego had long, flowing white hair that fell over his face as he sat in a meditative position on his bed. He sensed that I was in the room. He calls, “Rosa.” I had not heard that name in a long time; it was my middle name. It was pleasant. I stand a few steps from his bed and ask him, “How are you doing?” To recuperate and recuperate, he was hurried back to the pack’s infirmary. Delilah’s spell caused deadly injury since it stopped his wounds from healing with its black magic. She nursed and cured him, and Dixie saved his life by draining all the evil magic from his wound. He simply needed to recuperate and rest for the time being. He turned to face me as his eyes slowly opened, and he coughed raspily, indicating that he wasn’t quite well. “I have felt worse—” he said. From his stomach to his right shoulder, he was wrapped in bandages. I informed him, “Dixie said that you heal fast. You will be completely healed in a few days.” “Don’t worry, as soon as I am com
Memphis smiled and stalked Rafael like his prey, saying, “Yes, I am Raffy, in the flesh.” He was planning a lot of things for the wolf. I could guarantee plans that couldn’t be beneficial. Rafael pieced together, “But I died… You brought me back to life?” Memphis said nonchalantly as his presence grew deeper, “Sure, it wasn’t fun having to stretch my hands into bottomless fiery pits of hell to pull you out, but it is surely going to be worth it.” Rafael was aware that the devil’s flawless smile was dangerous. “Why?” Rafael asked, unable to comprehend why he would endure all of that in order to grant him another chance at life. Memphis approached the wolf and said, “I couldn’t let the lycan beast have all the fun with you.” Memphis’ smile widened and briefly captivated Rafael. “And oh darling, all the fun we are going to have together.” His smile had a beguiling quality that was both lovely and dangerous. Rafael swallowed forcefully, his pulse pounding with excitement. With a manner th
I cried out, “Dimitri!” to him. His bloodshot gaze met mine and gradually returned to his gentle hazel eyes. Dimitri moved in front of me, his body returning to its more comfortable position. He looked me over to check for injuries, and he saw blood on me from Delilah’s harm, but I was recovering. He drew me into his reassuring arms and held me close, reassuring me that I was finally safe. Oh my goodness, I missed the sensation of being in his protective arms; I had forgotten how wonderful it was. As he hugged me closer, he said, “I’m sorry, my little witch.I’m sorry I didn’t come to you sooner.” I reveled in this sensation. With a glance up at the sky, I withdrew from him and said, “It’s okay. It is okay, you are here now.” It was almost over, the red moon. The fortunate time was almost over, and we had to carry out the ceremony right soon since I could feel the moon’s energy gradually waning. “Dimitri, we don’t have much time left. The Blood Moon will be over soon, we need to begin
Delilah was the most feared witch in the world and the head of the most lethal assassination gang in the world. She possessed a variety of spells and was united with a great deal of black power. Both of them flew into the air as Yennefer lunged for Delilah and hurled devastating spells at the black witch. Yennefer was thrown far away by Delilah and struck a rock with great force. She remained still. Then Delilah summoned vines from the ground, all of them rapidly coming at me. Diego went ahead of me, blocking and using a spell to protect me from any injury, but the vines struck him in the chest instead. He was bleeding heavily, his blood seeping into the ground and onto the old tree that was ravenously devouring it. “Diego!” I said as I embraced him. I clung to him while my tears streamed down my face. “Why did you do that? I could have stopped it.” He choked on his own blood as he said, “I couldn’t let anything bad happen to you. I would rather be the one hurt.” His eyes were shuttin
I had my onyx pendant on display. It was housed in a red stone pillar. Delilah took hold of my hand and cut open my palm, saying, “All I need now from you, my dearest niece, is your blood.” The sting makes me moan. Beside the onyx pendant, she set my wounded palm on a ruby stone. I felt weak because I could feel the stone sucking and absorbing my blood. A mystical black hole soon formed as the onyx pendant began to shimmer. This was the entrance to the world of prisons. The prison world’s gate was opened.With a malicious gleam in her eyes, she turns back to face me and says, “After all these years, the Santacruz bloodline prison world finally opens.” Delilah pulls me into the portal and says, “Let’s go in together.” We are sent into the prison dimension right away. My gaze gorges itself on this new world. This universe appeared very different from ours. To begin with, the entire jail environment was upside down—and I don’t mean that in a metaphorical sense. I initially felt sick becau
My friend, Rafael must be hiding there. assemble the witches. We’re heading to Massachusetts,” I said, knowing that this had to be Isabelle because she had sent the message and was waiting for me to come find her. Since the Blood Moon was tonight, we didn’t have much time to waste. “But Alpha this could be a trap.” Celeste’s logic was quite accurate, but this was the most accurate hint we have ever received, and I have no doubt Isabelle was behind it, wanting me to come and see her.“It’s not a trap. Celeste is her name. I informed her, “We must arrive immediately as Isabella sent this message.” Before I left, I gave her the order, “Get the witches ready.” We set out as a pack, moving at great speed in our wolf forms, and I told the pack warriors, giving them orders. We weren’t many, and only a handful of us were still strong enough to fight. As the Blood Moon approached with its might over the curse, my pack was cursed, making many of us weak and unable to shift. Now that time was tru