Chapter Fifty Five

Adaline Point of View

I scoff "If you can, you would have, do not threaten me."

"Yes, we shouldn't, what we could do, well," Boleyn laughs

"We could tear Zoe limb from limb, I see the gears turning in Buckland and Ronan's head, they already want to dispose her, just thinking of the right way, make it look like an accident."

"I see the thoughts she has, her guilt, and pain, how she so badly want to escape, and there's something else I see clearly, her death, nothing will stop that."

My Heart skip a beat, and my face probably betrays me because she smiles.

"Or we could pay a visit to your new friends, the little witches and the tiny wolves, keep the wolves, forever in a state where they turn, the breaking of bones, the agony, imagine Alina in that state, what will Alexandru think?"

"We could also shun the witches from their covens, erase them from existence and trap in limbo, maybe Camille, Adora, or even the oh so precious Alexandru, he is isn't skilled in occulumency like you are."

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