Calebâs expression turned to one of regret and remorse.
He uttered in a raspy tone, âThe blame lies with the Thorn Edge Pack.
Gale and her fellow witches were mercilessly burned in the forest.
Theyâve been under a curse for ages, and itâs not just them; their descendants suffer too.
For generations, witches have Lived in fear, hidden among werewolves.
Itâs all because of what the Thorn Edge Pack did!â
With that, Calebâs hands balled into fists.
Overwhelmed by guilt, he struggled to remain composed, his hands trembling.
Noticing his distress, I felt a surge of sympathy for him.
Gently, I touched his hand, offering comfort.
âLove, youâre not to blame.
These are the sins of your forebears.
You shouldnât carry this guilt.
â
Despite my words, Caleb remained troubled.
He grimaced, expressing his frustration.
âBut Rick, my forefather, started all this.
I benefit from his actions.
The power we enjoy in the Thorn Edge Pack comes at the expense of those witchesâ lives.
Iâm filled with shame at the thought.
â
His face clouded with sorrow, and he hung his head, expressing his remorse.
âI wish the Thorn Edge Pack hadnât gained its power if it meant those witches could live.
â
Calebâs voice, laden with regret, stirred a profound sadness in me.
I felt the weight of his words, but dwelling on the past wouldnât change anything.
Those tragic events had occurred, and feeling guilty wouldnât undo them.
Right now, we need to focus on the present situation.
Just as I was about to offer Caleb more words of comfort, a piercing voice cut through the air.
âDebra, have you witnessed all that happened back then?â
Galeâs red eyes conveyed a torrent of emotions.
Her presence brought back vivid memories of the atrocities committed against Gale and her fellow witches.
I couldnât deny it.
With a heavy heart, I confirmed, âYes, Iâve seen it.
â
Galeâs expression hardened.
Confounded and bitter, she demanded, âThen why? Why donât you exact vengeance on Caleb right now, for all of us witches?â
Debraâs POV:
I was aware that Galeâs mood was very unstable.
If I was not careful enough, she would unleash years of pent-up anger on Caleb.
So I approached the subject with caution.
âGale, the resentment from the past shouldnât affect Caleb.
Heâs done nothing wrong.
Heâs innocent.
â
âInnocent? Ha-ha!â Galeâs response to my words was a burst of manic laughter.