Fifty Five.

Zane

I keep my distance, making sure Cara couldn’t lay her hands on me. Though witches could be capable of far more, Cara’s hands seemed to be the source of her abilities.

It had been a long time since Stevens or I had contact with a witch and not all witches carry the same abilities. But they all had the same thing in common, they were power driven. Always searching for more.

Ninety five percent of the time, they ended up killing themselves from their desire to become stronger. We never had to intervene, until now. And all because Cara’s attention was on my mate.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask Addie

“I don’t know…I just wanted this to all be over and because I believed her.”

“I’m talking about your back. Don’t you think I should have been aware of her? A half wolf half witch breed.” I snarl

Tears pour down her cheeks. If she had cried when we were together, I would have been the one wiping them away, not the one causing them.

I felt nothing for her.

“I’m sorry. Is Willow… is she g