The culprit

Adam stared at her sharply.

“Do you know a way to end this addiction?”

“Yes. The woman who ran away from you. She was always the answer... I'm sorry you didn't realize that before.”

“How much do you want to tell me another way to get rid of the witch? The woman who... ran away. I intend to bring her back, but she doesn't know her origins and doesn't know she's a mist.”

“And when she does, she might turn against you. It was her father who ordered the werewolves to wipe out all her mother's blood.”

“You know too much to be safe.”

“I can take care of myself.”

Adam looked at her with pity.

“I can see death looming over you. It won't protect you. It just uses you.”

She smiled.

“Yes. I know that.”

“Are you going to tell me how the mist will develop her talent?”

“When the witch is killed, the right way.”

“Will I kill her?”

“No. It won't be you. It will be the woman you love now.” She said and stood up, expecting him to do the same. But Adam stared at the wo