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Chapter 102

Becca's POV

“You promised not to hurt him,” I said, my voice trembling as I stared at Bas. He lay unconscious on the bed, his hands tied to the bed frame while one of the witches snapped photos of him.

"And as I've told you, I won't hurt him... yet," Aria replied, her hands clenched tightly as she tried to suppress her anger. "Not until I get Darius's head."

“Why do you hate the werewolves so much?” I asked, searching her face for answers.

She remained quiet, her gaze distant as her jaw tightened. After a moment, she spoke, her voice laced with bitterness. “They killed my best friend. She was the nicest person, and her only crime was being a witch. I remember the night like it was yesterday—their cries for help, the pain and torture. All I could do was watch as they suffered.”

Aria's eyes, now fixed on mine, burned with intensity. “Now I have a chance to avenge my friend, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to destroy them. You, of all people, should understand me.”

The truth was,
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