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THE MORBID WITCH#83

I slumped on the couch as soon as we got home. My head was aching seriously. The friendly meeting hadn't ended well. A witch had attacked us. She looked so morbid and out of place. I hated witches. She had disappeared before I could react. What did she want? It was definitely I and Solomon she was targeting.

I sighed and rubbed my palm on my forehead. I was tired of being thrown around and attacked by different supernatural beings. Ever since I got back to WineKove, the aura of fear that surrounded me had diminished. Everybody had feared me and dreaded having an encounter with me. Now they were throwing moves at me out of the blue.

I needed that respect back. I needed to grow that aura of fear around me once again. It would come in handy when I wanted to protect the family I was about to have. If not, Hope and our unborn child wo

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