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AMAIRA'S POV

I had received shocking news, but yet I was still tied to the clinical bed In the strange white room. I had lost track of how many times my blood was being taken, but with each passing second, I grew weaker and weaker and sometimes my vision got blurry.

I couldn't believe that all my life was based on a lie. The woman I had grown with believing was my mum wasn't even my birth mother, and my real mother was dead. And she was a queen of witches.

Which left so many of my unasked question, unanswered.

The door slid open, and I saw two people walk in wearing masks. I sigh and drop my head back, sighing out loud again.

"Just kill me..." I mutter weakly .

Austin said something and Jason chuckled as he pricked by arm with a needle. I couldn't hear a word they were saying due to a weird buzzing in my ears, but I couldn't help but wince out loud when my skin was pricked with a needle.

I gritted my teeth in rage and pain as he drew more of my blood, and without a word, they le