Chapter 91

Veronica's POV:

I nodded, my voice caught in my throat. I watched in awe as Draco approached the suspended werewolf, his movements graceful and deliberate. He extended his hand towards the creature, palm outstretched, and a soft, ethereal light emitted from his fingertips.

The werewolf writhed in its frozen state, unable to break free from the spell's hold. Draco's eyes remained locked onto the creature, his focus unyielding. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, evidence of the immense power he wielded.

As the tension hung heavy in the air, a surge of gratitude washed over me. Draco had come to my rescue once again, saving me from the clutches of the fearsome werewolf. I marveled at the depth of his abilities and the lengths he would go to protect me.

With a final incantation, Draco's voice reverberated through the forest. Slowly, the werewolf began to descend, its paws touching the ground as its body transformed back into the form of a human.

The man stood before us, naked and diso