Once he was gone, we opened the cell door and stepped inside.
Simultaneously, Enzo, who had previously kept his eyes shut, now opened them.
His red eyes quickly swept over us, and he let out a derisive snort, remarking casually, âDid you finally decide to free me?â
Before we could answer, he sneered, âItâs too late for that.
Youâd need to sacrifice hundreds of werewolves for me to feast on before Iâd even consider sparing you.
â
His boastful and commanding tone fueled my anger.
How dare he?
He was a murderer, a condemned man, yet he remained unrepentant.
With a cold impassive face, I sneered, âEnzo, remember your place.
Youâre a criminal, and Iâm here to question you.
You have no right to demand anything!â
Enzo regarded me with scorn.
He looked me over and stated dismissively, âYouâre just a half-breed witch.
What authority do you think you have to question me? This world has turned into a farce, with every common person acting so superior.
â
With arrogance, he continued, âIn my world, half-breed witches are nothing, not even worthy to stand before me.
Your mere presence offends me.
â
I clenched my hand at my side, grasping the fabric of my clothes tightly.
Equally incensed, Ivy shot back fiercely, âIs he delusional? Calling us lowly and inferior? It sounds like heâs the one whose head has been slammed by a door, lost in his own delusions!â
It felt good to let off some steam.
I was about to talk back, but Caleb beat me to it.
His face was livid, his expression foreboding as he remarked coldly, âIt seems youâve grown too comfortable, detached from reality.
â
Then, without pausing for my response, he grabbed a whip that was lying nearby and, without a momentâs hesitation, lashed it sharply towards Enzo.
âIâll show you now, in this world, the true meaning of low and vile.
â
âCrack!â
The sharp snap of the whip echoed through the cell.
Debraâs POV:
âAREâ
Enzo let out a scream of pain.
Caleb struck him hard, causing his pale, almost see-through skin to flush red instantly.
âCaleb, you despicable werewolf!â
Enzo recovered enough to spit out his words, his face twisting in anger as he glared at Caleb, his eyes filled with deep hatred.