BECCA I was pissed. I was really pissed.I could never forget about Alexander, he was my fated mate not some puppet for a human girl. I would do anything to get back my Alexander, regardless. Come what may! Clara had done nothing but piss me off since I came here! While struggling to get off the bed, she stood and said some shocking things into my ear. “Alexander can never get better. The man in that house isn't your mate but a new creature chose to love and listen to Celine alone. I can't undo what I had done. If I kill the new creature I created, Alexander would die.” She uttered, her soft tender. Her eyes gently looked at me as I did. Her voice reverberated through me. My brain trying to catch up to the meaning of what she had said. My stomach growled and coldness surrounded me. My legs suddenly became jelly and I fell onto the bed quickly. Tears grew in my eyes, and Rodriguez looked at me with pity in his eyes. I saw that he trembled, he wanted to talk to me and touch m

BECCA After a few minutes of hugging my father, he disengaged and then stared at me. He touched my cheeks and smiled again. “You are so pretty.” He uttered, looking at him with a smile. “You look just like your mother.” He added and I nodded. It was true, I looked like my mother too. “Who is Magdon, dad?” I asked remembering the name from earlier. Dad sighed, and he looked away. “Magdon is one of the counsels of the werewolf clan, he found out I was a hunter during the time Aurora had just died and I had just been freed. I was weak at that time and couldn't fight him off. Mom had to save him from my hands promising him that she would serve him or he would kill me. He later came saying he wants to be the most powerful man in the whole universe and mom had to do it. Mom had to tap powers from the dark world which entailed rituals. The first was the sacrifice of the wolves, humans, rogues, Alphas, and a hunter.” He explained. Then I remembered Ezra, he had told me about the rit

BECCA: “Please... I did it because I love you...” She uttteted, her eyes watering. “No, you did it for your father so he could finish his ritual and I could help with it. He knew he needed my help to get the six Alphas to do the ritual, the Alphad would listen to me. Now they are dead because your wicked father. Do you think I am going to spare you now, he should have known better than killing the witch because the death of the witch would undo all of her spells which includes me.” Alexander explained. Only the last part got me. My eyes widened as the words entered my brain one after the other and I understood it. The witch. The witch. The witch. It kept reiterating in my mind until it finally stuck to me. The witch was my grandmother. Magdon killed her? Fuck, Magdon killed grandmother?! “Your father is already turning to a kind of monster that I don't know of but before he gets here I am going to kill his daughter. He already completed the ritual, using the blood of the hunt

BECCA. The whole entrance fell apart as well as the walls when the monster on his two limbs walked in. Unlike wolves that are always on their four limbs. This monster had long fangs protruding in front of his mouth. He was scary but there was nothing scarier than seeing my mom being held by him. “Leave her out of this, Magdon!” I screamed at him, getting angrier. He turned to me and growled at my face before I saw him freeze looking at something behind me. I trace his gaze and saw that he was looking at his daughter on the floor. He howled sadly like a wolf and then dropped my mother. “Mom, run!” I screamed at her but she shook her head. “And leave my child, no way!” Mom screamed back at me before running toward me while Magdon ran toward Celine’s body and an anguished cry left his lips. He turned back to his human form completely naked. “Who killed her?” He growled. “I did, what you gonna do about it?” Alexander answered, he was standing beside him not too far away. Ma

BECCA. “Oh my goddess!” Mom screamed; her hands on her mouth before looking at me. “I am not…” I raised my brows expecting her to affirm it but then she didn’t. “Werewolves' blood are darker shades of red, as a hunter, you have normal blood meaning you have human genes as well. Now the third blood has clouds in them... You know what cloudy blood means right?” Mom asked me and I nodded. I saw the blood first and showed it to her, of course I know what this means. “I have witches' genes. Cloud blood is for witches.” I told her looking at the bottle. I know Clara collected my blood during the time she wanted to confirm if I was truly her granddaughter. “Put that aside, it won't help us anyways. Your witch side has to have been activated before you can start performing magic and I don't know how they do that. Drop the blood and let's look for the book.” Mom told me before she continued searching. We searched for hours but found nothing. It went on for hours yet nothing. Mom got