I knelt before the most renowned witch, Jery, and begged her to erase every memory from my mind.She stared at me, her emerald, green eyes reflecting my hollow image: a gaunt face, lifeless eyes, chapped lips—nothing like the cherished Luna once treasured by the leader of the Bring Pack.I looked more like a Rogue cast out by her kind.“Why have you come to me?”I glanced at the mirror beside me and let out a bitter, hopeless smile. “I want to forget someone. But the Pack doctor… they won’t help me. They all obey him.”The witch gave me a long, thoughtful look before gesturing for me to lie down on the recliner.As she prepared her ritual, she asked, “Is there any wish left unfulfilled?”I shook my head without hesitation.She paused for a moment, then let out a soft chuckle.“So where should I send you, then?”“You must know,” she said, her voice smooth yet sharp, “I’m the most famous witch. Many werewolves have come to trade with me—seeking wealth, power—offering hefty prices in ret
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