Seventy Eight.

Linc

What was I seeing? She looked possessed. The mother of my unborn pup is still. Her chocolate hair blowing in the wind. But her eyes, it was like they had rolled into the back of her head and all I could see were the whites.

She looks like she is standing on the tips of her toes as she focusses on the sky. What the fuck was happening to her.

As I called her name. The Alpha turns to look. His head flicking between Daphne and Kaitlin. Was Daphne the one stopping Kaitlin from using witchcraft? If so, that would make Daphne a witch too. How?

As Kaitlins hands hit the ground again. She screams as ropes appear locking Kaitlin against the grass, almost as if her own magic was working against her. Still, Daphne hasn’t moved.

The guards that had surrounded Kaitlin disintegrate, just as they had in Alpha Colt’s bedroom. Turning to dust and floating away in the wind.

Kaitlin was all alone and pinned to the ground. Screaming out words in another language. But no matter what, her witchcra