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ONE-HUNDRED AND FORTY-THREE

Clarissa knew that she couldn’t risk it. No matter how much the witch looked at her for help, she just couldn’t do anything. The odds were against her, and if she tried anything now, she would get it from the pack.

She could only watch with pain in her heart as Ryan poured the boiling water on the witch. Her body seemed to cake with the effect, and they pour more things on her. Clarissa could hear the painful whining coming from the witch. It was evident that she had lost her voice.

Oh, my goodness!

“Luna, can you help us to cut off her hair? The future Luna of a pack must cut off the hair of a witch if she was caught in her presence,” Alpha Ryan said calmly.

Clarissa wanted the earth to open up and swallow her. The request stunned her. She couldn’t really believe they expected her to partake in such things. She had no idea where Archer was when she needed him the most. This thing wasn’t funny at all. She felt suffocated, and like she would die on a spot.

She could hear them ask thems
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