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LONG LIVE THE KING

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The witches focused all their attention on Harper. One of the taller women waved her arms and perked up. Immediately afterward, Harper got the feeling of weightlessness. Time and space were frozen. Harper knew she was locked. For just a moment, she lost all sense of her body except for her last remnant consciousness.

A faint and muffled cry came through, " Harper--!"

Harper knew that it was Wyatt. She tried to turn around, but like a bug in honey, her limbs couldn't break free of the heavy air around her. Wyatt's voice faded until Harper heard a muffled blow, accompanied by Wyatt's hiss, and Harper's breath caught in her throat.

Harper begins to struggle as hard as he can, in vain.

Just do something.

Harper bites her tongue until she tastes blood. The sting brought her some sensation back. The moans of the wolves in pain reached her ears more clearly. harper thought about what the elder Aldricus had said, the power of the mind and soul. It was hard for her to discern how the
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