CHAPTER 70

Retreat

As Nyx moved to stand protectively beside Emerald, the witches’ eyes widened in shock, their gazes fixated on the woman.

How did she wake up so quickly? They heard she would be out for a few months. They even sent one of their own to place her under a spell so that she sleeps longer.

“How has she recovered so quickly?” one of them hissed, their words dripping with suspicion.

They had heard that werewolves shared their healing properties with their mates, but they did not think she would recover that easily. What in the devil’s name was going on?

Matthew’s form rose, his muscles tensing as a low growl rumbled from deep within his chest.

“Did you order the attack on Emerald?” he demanded, his eyes were darker than usual and His bloodlust filled the air.

The witches remained silent, their lips pressed into thin lines as they refused to answer his question.

Matthew’s anger flared, the dense bloodlust radiating from his powerful form almost choking them.

He just attack