Chapter 122
Third Person’s POV:
Owen was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his fainting heartbeat was the only thing that echoed in the room. Avery had sneaked out from the hall where Dominic had held all the werewolves as captives. The High-Witches teleported themselves to the woods as soon as they saw Dominic using his dark magic to have all of them under his command.
Unfortunately, Beatrice wasn’t capable of fighting against Dominic when he escaped from the cell. Beatrice was no match against him, he was far more powerful than she could ever imagine. He killed her in cold blood before coming to the Blood Moon pack. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
Dominic wasn’t alone. He had come with a bunch of witches who were the sl av es of Satan as well and were loyal to Dylan. It was hard to swallow that only ten witches were more powerful than the hundreds of werewolves.
Dominic tried to reach his King through telepathy but he couldn’t… He cursed under his breath and went out to find him only to find two wolves coming towards the palace. He went back inside and hid until both of them walked inside. One of them was supporting another one to walk as he was blacked out.
“What the f uck,” he growled, looking around furiously when he found his people locked up. “Will someone tell me what the f uck is happening here?” Jericho couldn’t fathom why all the werewolves were sitting down in the hall with weary expressions etched on their faces.
He looked around and found Alpha Mason and Alpha Sheldon passed out.
“You shouldn’t have come here,” Camilla murmured, tears welling up in her eyes.
Dominic entered the hall and murmured a spell to prohibit them from using their abilities as well. “Return our King or I will burn down this place with all of you inside alive,” Dominic demanded, his voice clear and stern.
“Tell me where is he?” Dominic asked desperately as he couldn’t locate Dylan or
Lola.
“Dylan is in the dungeon,” Jericho replied with his head lowered as he surrendered to Dylan’s command and couldn’t fight his dark magic.
The High-Witches had to leave alone, leaving all the wolves under Dominic’s captivity because to break his spell, they had to conspire together and cast a
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counter-spell which wouldn’t have been possible with Dominic’s strong dark magic and his men. They were outnumbered so they had to leave but they parted into two teams: Amelia and y decided to find the dungeon and see why it took Matilda and Prescott so long there while Freya, Willow, and Milla headed back to the palace.
Amelia and Tory found Riya and Lola lying on the ground unconsciously when they reached the dungeon. They immediately cast a healing spell to save Riya who had lost a lot of blood before waking up Lola with their spell.
“Thank Goddess, you’re safe,” Amelia pulled Riya in a warm hug, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes.
“How did you end up in this state?” Tory asked and Riya explained everything how she escaped from Satan’s grasp and sent him back to his veil but she had weakened because of Satan so she couldn’t fight Dylan and he had left for their realm with Matilda as his s lave because he had threatened to kill Prescott if she didn’t agree to his condition.
“I have to go to protect Matilda from that monster,” Riya said, rising back to her feet though feeling dizzy.
“You’re still weak, you should take a rest to recover,” Lola suggested. “I will go and help Matilda.”
Amelia and Tory looked at Lola in disbelief, not believing that she was the same person who tried to
kill Matilda multiple times.
“You’re a hybrid, Lola. You won’t be able to fight against him for long. His dark powers are back so he seems invincible,” Riya spoke in a low voice and sighed. helplessly.
“I have the dark powers in me as well because he used me numerous times so I must be able to use them to kill him,” Lola said with determination, “Besides, my hatred will be fueling my powers when I face him.”
They all looked at her in awe as if she had grown two heads. They couldn’t believe that she was the same girl who was so desperate to become his Queen and used to love him nonetheless.
They didn’t know that her love for him ended the moment she got to know that he was just using her and wanted to make Matilda his Queen.
“Fine, then. Take Tory with you,” Riya agreed to her.
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Willow, Freya, and Milla were able to chant the counter spell and soon, all the Alphas, Ga mmas, and Betas shifted into their wolf forms and launched themselves at the witches. Since they were free from Dominic’s magic, the witches were outnumbered by the wolves and they hadn’t anticipated any attack so they were caught off guard.
Werewolves seized the opportunity and formed group attacks on them before maiming them ruthlessly. Dominic was fuming in anger and closed his eyes, summoning his dark powers to kill all of them at once but when he opened his eyes, he found himself caged in a bubble.
Freya knew that they wouldn’t be able to kill him so she suggested that they should capture him in a bubble to restrict him from using his powers.
Meanwhile, Camilla healed Beta Caleb with her healing ability. Jericho rushed to their side and asked them to help his Alpha and Luna. Willow told him that Lola had gone to save him. Amelia had shared everything that happened in the dungeon with them before teleporting themselves back to the palace with Riya.
“Let’s end this f ucker’s life and do this world a favor,” Freya said, tossing her hair back. Amelia and Willow couldn’t help but roll their eyes at her sass. Freya was the youngest but her sass and attitude were of a Queen.
All the six witches held each other’s hands and formed a circle with Owen in the middle of it. He shrieked and forced his way out of the bubble but failed to get out of it. The High Witches spoke the strongest spell to kill Dominic and soon, he was burning in the flames of fire before turning into ash.
It was the most painful and brutal death for a witch but they didn’t have a choice. They had to kill them ruthlessly because it was the only way to kill him.