Chapter 50 They Wanted My Blood

Serena POV

The next morning I walk into the dark witch’s shop. The air is thick and suffocating, and the second the door closes behind me, Greta starts pacing in my head.

“You’re early,” she says without looking up.

“He found his mate,” I growl out, the words tasting bitter on my tongue.

Her head sn...

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