Chapter 122: God of Mirrors

Inima's POV

I struggled to breathe. All I know is that I have to move fast.

Should I tell Iñigo about this body's malfunctions? Should I get rid of this problem on my own?

I shook my head frantically. My visions started doubling. I grabbed something near me to balance myself but it was no use.

A stinging sound pierced my ears. I protested in pain. My head was spinning, lighter than usual. I went numb because of it. My sweat profusely rained on my face and body.

"S-stop..." I pleaded breathlessly.

I started looking back at the moment I took over this body. Did I miscalculate everything? Was I sure I trapped Lorna's soul in the mirror or the mirror fooled me to believe that I did?

I wasn't so sure anymore.

As a she-wolf born in a cursed way, chimeras in my era were allowed to use witchcraft despite its threat to civilized werewolves like Prima Tierra Pack. My father's family has hidden our secret for long years to be able to come in a prominent way possible. But she-wolves were only gr