*****Gina's POV**** I woke up, only to find myself in a dark environment. I tried to get up, but my head ached so badly that I fell back down on the ground.“Ground?” I muttered. I looked around me, only to find myself in a mass of dead rogues, with a stench of blood everywhere. Immediately, I scrambled off my feet even though I felt pain. My heart began to beat really fast as I saw all the rogues dismembered. I slowly took my hands to my mouth, trying to stop myself from screaming out loud. At the same time, the memory of what happened flooded my memory.After the rogues all came to attack me, I remembered that I summoned the powers of the scarlet witch and with that, all the rogues that were about attacking me all fell to my deadly spell. Since I had used too much of my powers and the witch's seal wasn't with me, I fell to the ground and immediately went into an unconscious state.I shook my head as tears ran down my cheeks. Not for the death of the rogues, but for the fact th

*****Gina's POV****As I walked over to Diane's room, I kept thinking about why I was summoned this morning. My mind flashed to the wedding. Maybe she wanted to ask me why I ran out of the hall. She probably must have felt embarrassed. Or perhaps she wanted to ask me why I slept out late.It could either be one of those or both. Either way, I know I was about to get on Diane's nerves from now on. Before now, I decided to stay off her radar and constantly question myself about why life seemed to be unfair to me. But at this point, I don't feel sorry for myself anymore.Ever since the dream I had about my mom, I decided not to feel pity for myself anymore. It was time for me to start fighting for justice. With or without the Alpha, I am going to find out those responsible for my mother's death and why they had to kill her. They never did anything wrong to deserve death.The moment I got to Diane's room door, I took in a deep breath. Just then, I realized that Diane had actually been

*****Gina's POV **** Being locked up in prison was nothing new to me. Rather, I took that as an advantage to meditate on myself. I needed to know what course of action to take after I was released because. Diane wouldn't be able to keep me here for long, since she's now the Luna and everyone knows that I'm the sister to the loving Luna, which she should be. Even at that very moment, I could feel my powers. It seemed like my powers were about to be made manifest, though I don't know how this was possible. The present host of the powers is suffering because it wasn't hers to begin with, while the original owner of the Powers had begun to feel her powers. Doesn't this mean that I'm about to get my power back from Diane, even without requesting it? But then that cannot be possible. I could feel that the powers needed something to trigger its potency, but what could that be? It isn't my intention to make Diane suffer or get her exposed, but if I really want to fight this fight to the en

*****Margaret's POV*****“What are you talking about? Are you insinuating that my daughter cannot be saved, is that what you are implying?”“Forgive us, lady Margaret, but we are talking about the scarlet Witch's seal. It cannot be undone, no matter how much we might want to get rid of it.”“That's not true, you are just incompetent! All of you!” Immediately, the witches all fell to their knees and began to plead.“Have mercy on us, lady Margaret.” Just then, Alpha Dexter walked in.“What's going on here?” Seeing Alpha Dexter, I quickly walked over to him.“Alpha, you must do something about them. They aren't helping my daughter at all. I think they want her to die. You must punish them!” I lashed out my grievances.“What's happened?”“Alpha, we really want to help, but we cannot undo or take away the seal of the scarlet witch, it will only put her in danger.”“That's a lie. Are you all telling me to watch my daughter feel such torturous pains without doing anything about it?”“Lad

*****Rachel's POV******I paced in the cell I was in while contemplating on what to do. Erica kept urging me to tell the Alpha about my dreams, but as of that moment, so many things ran through my mind. First, ever since my parent's death and my powers snatched from me, I have never dreamt about any event. While I was still in my pack. I usually dream about things which are about to happen. If it were something good, then I would smile all day. But if it were about something bad, I would run around, investigating how to avert anything that was about to happen. Just like I dreamt about the invasion of my pack. If only my mom had listened to me, I'm sure we would have been able to avert it. I still don't understand why she didn't take me seriously. She used to listen to what I say all the time, but when I told her about what I saw in my dream about our pack, she could hardly believe it. I don't ever think I would blame her because I understand her perfectly well. It was hard to take