ridden village, the witch Selina's necklace

f the fallen witches. No one dared carry remorse on their face, or in their

said, raising

ir own, their nose pointing up to the sky, o

nder their trudging feet, the darkness they carried aro

ack and the witches' settlement, the necklace fell off

forward, forgetting the necklace, i

once he did. He loved the allure of war, and the dye of blood, so

sat on the edge of the bed, hi

nce rather than the brutal aloha he actually was. His hair was a light brown that cascaded down his shoulders when they were not in a bunch, and he made a point to put it in a loose bun. He was manly, on the sharpness of his jaws and the tan of his skin. The broadness of hi

pped in front of the mirror, he didn't see a beautiful face. He didn't see a perfect chiseled body. H

d like he had been burnt by acid

ct on the right, yet was comp

the other, and found that he

es from the waist up

was sagging, ju

e carried, yet he knew he wouldn't b

ry disdain on

er curse..her curse had really taken effect? The part of hi

to the floor, his functioning e

et

, watching himself

is woman do

led again, his

r soon, and he nodded.

and he managed to drag

to ask you o

n, Al

asked. “How do I know the

e is no surefire way, but wh

tch himself just fade away like this. He would find her and force her to come wi

mate, then. You, take care o

entarily, then nodded.

om, leaving the Alpha to fa

his mate wasn't possible. He couldn't walk and w

and got used to walking on his own ar

ut now felt surging in the deepest parts of his heart when he stood by the mirror in the

ing no one would want him now, if no one wanted him then. He was still th