Chapter 152

152 POV-

My head throbbed like a maddened drumbeat as I tried to push myself upright. The last thing I remembered was Fiona and her coven’s spell, and the next thing I knew Amaya in front of me. My head pounded and I knew I really needed to hurry up and get out of here because these constant headaches were going to eventually explode my brain.

“You’re causing me a whole lot of trouble, and I’ve only known you for a ,” Delores voice cut through the haze She stepped into the room, her expression a mix amusement and weariness. My gaze followed hers to the ground, where Fiona lay unconscious.

groaned, rubbing my temples. “I think both would appreciate it if could get out of here sooner rather than later. Did you get everything for the spell She nodded, her eyes serious. “For a spell this delicate, you need strength. I may be the regent, but can’t trust you to be alone. You can at my place tonight then when you are well rested, we will perform the spell tomorrow.”

exchanged a silent understanding, a connection forming between us that felt both strange and comforting. As we walked, the weight of the situation pressed down on me. I longed for her to actually be my mother, and I sensed a similar yearning in her for me to be her .

The house a surprise. Small and unassuming, it stood nestled among a riot of colorful flowers. I’d expected something more… witchy, I suppose. But this homey, inviting. As I stepped inside, my eyes landed on a framed photo. It Delores, younger smiling sitting beside my mother. They looked so alike and it must have been really difficult for anyone to tell them apart. A of familiarity washed over me. I reached out, my fingers tracing the glass “I miss you, Mom,” I whispered, the words escaping before could stop them.

A profound sense of loss enveloped me. I turned back to Delores, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Thank you,” I managed to .

She nodded, her voice thick with emotion. “Take a shower. The bathroom is that way. I’ll something for you to eat, and you can on the couch.” She the photo one lingering look before disappearing.

Alone, I made my to the bathroom. The hot water was a balm to my aching body. As the water cascaded me, I tried to clear my mind of the chaos that had consumed my life. Ever since could remember, I had it all. It didn’t matter that my father was a monster, I had always lived comfortable life and it bled into my need for which was how I became a billionaire and now all the riches, now everything seemed irrelevant.

The crisp white towel felt cool against my skin as I stepped out of the shower. Pulling on back the pair of shirt and , I told myself that it just for a day.

The enticing aroma roasted meat filled the room, my stomach growling in protest as entered the living room area again. I hadn’t realized how I . Following the delicious scent, I found Delores true to get word had placed food on the kitchen counter steaming plate laid out on the table. Without second thought, I sank into the chair and devoured the food. It was like the most satisfying meal I’d had in simple, comforting, and seasoned with a hint of unexpected warmth.

As I finished the last bite of exhaustion washed over me. I slumped onto the couch sleep claiming me almost instantly. The chilly in the dead of night, sending shivers down my spine. Then sudden comforting warmth washed over me Blinking through the haze , I looming overhead. My mother’s Go back to sleep ” she whispered.

I complied, sinking back into the soft cushions. This sleep felt different, than any I’d in the past four . The kind that washes worries and leaves feeling refreshed and renewed.

And like nothing could get me.

gentle rays filtered through the , rousing me from slumber A moment passed I tried recall the strange events the past day flooding back. Just then, Delores‘ voice broke the .

“

time to go Alex she announced. “This is complex and there’s no room for ,”

“Well good morning to you too,” I mumbled stretching my arms above my head. “

guess where my bluntness from, huh flicker of appeared in her “Perhaps,”

. “Let’s get going.”

She led me outside, towards a clearing bathed the ethereal glow of dawn. A witches huddled their etched with apprehension. They shifted uncomfortably we approached, their gazes flickering between Delores and me.

Delores addressed them, her voice firm yet filled a plea.

understand many you are troubled by this situation.The pain inflicted werewolves, on some She paused her gaze lingering on a woman a scar running down her you I had sister Murmurs rippled the crowd. Delores held a hand, silencing them “He wants his wolf back, so can those AMO him. I’m not asking you to help him as your regent, but as sister, friend. We have , one that demands loyalty to family. And Alex ” she smiled me placing a hand on my shoulder family.”

tense silence followed. Finally wizened woman stepped forward. “Well then, let’s get this spell done quickly possible.”

A wave agreement washed through the group. Delores gestured towards me, pointing at an intricate chalk circle drawn on the ground. “You have to lie in the center, she instructed.

Looking around at the wary , I took a deep breath. This spell, this chance to reclaim my wolf, was more than just about regaining power. It was about protection about keeping Amaya and the twins safe. With a determined nod, I stepped into the circle, ready to face whatever came next.

The circle witches closed in around me their voices rose in a haunting melody, a complex weave of ancient words and primal rhythms. Delores knelt beside me, her hand resting lightly on my shoulder, silent anchor in the swirling chaos.

As the chanting intensified, a palpable energy began to build within the circle. It was a force both exhilarating and terrifying, a raw power that seemed to emanate from the very earth itself. The trees surrounding the clearing swayed violently, their branches whipping through the air like frenzied arms. The wind, once a gentle caress, had transformed into a howling gale, tearing at the edges of my senses.

I surge of adrenaline, a primal instinct awakening within me. My heart pounded in my , a rhythmic counterpoint to the witches‘ chant. The ground beneath me trembled, as if the earth itself were caught in the throes of a convulsion. A low, guttural growl rumbled in my throat, a sound unfamiliar yet deeply resonant.

The witches‘ voices reached a deafening crescendo, a high–pitched wail that seemed to pierce the very fabric of reality.The world around me blurred, the once familiar shapes of the trees and the witches twisting into grotesque, surreal forms. Then, Delores cut through the chaos, her tone firm and resolute.

“This where I leave you. You have to find your wolf by yourself. The spell will send you to your subconscious, but be careful. Your demons are waiting, and you’re going in there ordinary.”

She pulled a knife from the folds of her You’ll need this I blinked, confusion and disbelief warring within me. “How am I supposed to take a knife into my head ”

Delores offered a small, enigmatic smile. “Trust me,” she replied. She began to murmur a series of words, her voice low and hypnotic. As she spoke, the knife seemed to shimmer soft blue light emanating from its blade.

When she finished, she looked down at me, her gaze intense “Your daughter. When the time is right, make sure she finds her སྒྲ་སྒྲ་ྕ་རྒྱ་ལྟཏྟཱ་

I opened my mouth to she meant, but before I could utter a single word, she whispered, “This going to hurt.

The next moment, sharp pain shot through my leg. I let out cry surprise Delores plunged the knife into my thigh.

way here.

The world seemed to tilt on its and then blinding flash of white light engulfed me consuming my vision and consciousness.