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tice that she had a pair of quite unique eyes with purple pupils that gave off a fai

woman didn't seem like a werewolf at first. What was she doing away from the group?

eared witches, they typically kept their identities a secret from others. Th

of my belief in witches was influenced by my mother, who was

eryone, or at the very least, everyone seemed to appre

she said when she realized I was silent. Do you have a

those phrases. I couldn't beg the witch to take me away, t

. As a little slave, I was powerless to do much to save her. I quickly swallowed the words that were read

inue to follow me. But if you still want to come with me after I've

cause she was delicate and soft. She then gave me another gift and convinced m

e years. She gently cupped my face while whispering, "Don't be afraid. I saw y

u a key that will unlock the hidden door in your bloodline." I had the impression of being in a warm ocean after

ft and my senses had returned t

dream. As I made my way back to the wolf pack, I once more heard the jeers from people walking past m

it

eping my head down when I ran into someone in the doorway. "Don't you have any eyes?" When I bumpe

ing you a question, little dummy." I hoped the female I was looking at through the split in my hair wasn't the one who

heard of ventriloquism, right? The same disgusting, even more disdainful voice echoed in my ears as I turned to look at the girl sitting next to he

a witch's voice whispered, "Every witch is born with a gift, and your power has been hidden." You can use your gift now tha

. I quickly returned to the basement and collapsed into my bed. I had the impressio

the girl and listening to what she was thinking. So the ability to read minds was a trait I acq

get myself under control. This power seemed to have a trigger circumstance. Numerous

n flooded my ears. When they saw me, passing adults murmured, "Ah, the traitor's daughter, she's filthy, I'd have thrown her out in the wild if I were Alpha," and

e that the other members of the pack didn't like me, this was the only place I could truly call "home." I didn't realize what they

ccording to my mother. I was aware that witchcraft played a role in it. The instant I held that ring in my hands, I be