Chapter 363: You Have to Die

Zane’s POV

The witches huddled together and gasped.

Sullivan lowered her hands, a sad look on her face. Lucinda’s expression was unreadable.

Brinsle lay in a heap on the ground. They’d overpowered her. She hadn’t seen it coming. Whatever that was, that green shield, it caught her off guard.

And now she was lifeless. Laying right beside Beta Brighton. (He was still motionless, although he let out the occasional moan.)

Brinsle, on the other hand, was silent.

I had no idea if she was still alive or not.

“You told me her magic was under control,” Sullivan said, her voice low.

“It was,” Lucinda said.

“Clearly, it wasn’t,” Sullivan spat back. “We’ll have to send her away now. We can’t help her anymore.”

So I guess she wasn’t dead.

But now what? Brinsle was supposed to help us escape. What would we do now?

I reached for Slade, forgetting for a moment that he was dead. Grief rippled through me. It would catch up with me, this loss. I knew it. But for the time being I was pushing down, away, s