“Bervl, what are you saying? How could you curse at Ian like that?”
Beryl turned away from him, meeting my gaze with a look of defiance.
“Isn’t it true?” She demanded. “You’ve all been taken in by my act, but this one is too smart to be fooled.”
I balled my hands into fists, trying to steady my trembling voice. “Who are you?” I demanded, even though I already knew the answer. I needed to hear her say it, to confirm my worst fears.
Beryl tilted her head to the side, blinking innocently at me. “Mom, you already know, don’t you?” she said, a small, innocent smile playing at the corners of her lips.
And then, in the blink of an eye, Noreen’s voice filled the place. “Or would you like me to prove it?” she said, her tone dripping with malice. “Sylvia.” With a flick of her hair, Beryl finished speaking, and lan, who had been poised for a fight, sprang forward. In one swift motion, he pinned Beryl beneath his muscular frame, ready to bite into her.
“Ian, no! That’s Beryl’s body you’re attacking. If you hurt her, Beryl will suffer as well!” I pleaded, trying to reason with him. My heart pounded noisily in my chest.
He paused, his eyes full of desperation as he stared at me helplessly.
“What? Sylvia, are you afraid? It seems that Beryl’s body is really useful.
I haven’t felt such a perfect fit in a long time.” Noreen spoke with a sinister gleam in her eye.
“And I’ve noticed something else about Beryl,’ she said, a wicked smile twisting her lips. “It seems she’s inherited your power, Sylvia. The power of the black witch runs strong in her veins, stronger than I ever could have imagined.”
She cackled with delight, relishing in the knowledge of her discovery. “I was right all along. The offspring of a black witch and a werewolf are not to be underestimated. Perhaps we can make a deal, Sylvia.”
“Shut up!” I snapped. “We will never be partners. We can only be enemies!”
My fury surged and I fixed Noreen with a venomous gaze, Her expression twisted with contempt as she taunted me, “Five years wasted and you’re still as weak as ever. Your flaws have only rultiplied, and your heart is still too soft.” She sneered with malice.
Suddenly, a sharp metallic rasp pierced the air as Noreen produced a dagger from her sleeve with astonishing speed. Before I could react, she viciously slashed it across lan’s throat.
Rufus lunged towards Ian at lightning speed, but it was too late. Blood spurted from the open wound, drenching the ground in a gruesome pool.
I sprinted over to check on lan. The blade had sliced so deeply that it was a miracle his neck wasn’t severed completely.
The pungent stench of blood filled my nostrils as lan lay on the ground, struggling for breath.
With a frantic rush, I discarded my coat and wanted to stop the bleeding.
Meanwhile, Rufus was occupied with Noreen.
Her soul was trapped in Beryl’s body, rendering her incapable of harnessing the full extent of her witchcraft abilities. She required a substantial amount of time to formulate any sort of attack. The crystal ball she conjured was minuscule, akin to the size of a thumb, a far cry from her days as a black witch capable of performing prodigious feats.
The colossal disparity between, her former and present selves propelled Noreen into a state of heightened anxiety.
Though she evaded Rufus’ advances and attempted to flee, her endeavor was futile. When she was confronted by the indomitable werewolf king, her defeat was inevitable.
Rufus rapidly overpowered Noreen, relieved her of the dagger, and discarded it carelessly.
Fear consumed Arron at the scene and tears streamed down his face. “Ian is hurt! What’s happened to my sister?” he cried out.
“Don’t be afraid, Arron. Ian will be fine. Wipe away your tears and get the doctors,” I reassured him, my hands stained with lan’s blood. Gripping his artery tightly, I couldn’t afford to let go, so I implored Arron to call for assistance.
Okay,” he replied, weeping uncontrollably as he dashed out of the garden, colliding with Laura and her guards outside.
Clutching onto Laura’s leg, Arron pleaded, “Grandnia, please find the doctors! lan is hurt! He has lost a lot of blood. He is dying!”
Though she was unaware of who Ian was, Laura was quick to take action when she heard of his critical condition. She immediately dispatched her men to fetch the doctors.
Laura’s POV
I rushed into the garden with Arron in my arms and was startled when I saw a wild wolf lying in a pool of his own blood. “What happened?!”
“That’s Ian, Grandma. He’s badly hurt!” Arron buried his head in my shoulder and sobbed sadly.
I looked around and suddenly met Beryl’s cold eyes. My throat suddenly felt tight. “Beryl, you. . How did this.
Beryl never had such a horrible look in her eyes before.
“Laura, long time no see.”
Beryl’s mouth opened as she spoke, but it wasn’t Beryl’s voice. Instead, her voice sounded old and withered she sounded like Noreen!
I instinctively held Arron tightly and took a big step back. “H-how could this be?” I stammered in a panic.
Last night, when Crystal told me that Beryl might’ve been possessed by Noreen, I didn’t want to believe her.
From what I could see, there was nothing unusual about Beryl. She was still my little sweetheart.
“Grandma, you’re sweating,” Arron pointed out, touching my sweaty forehead gently. His childish voice brought me back to reality My heart was banging against my chest wildly.
A shiver ran down my spine, rendering me paralyzed with fear.
I wasn’t afraid of death since I had already lived a full life. But I was afraid that my Beryl would get hurt.
She was too young to bear the pain of being detached from her soul!
I swallowed the lump in my throat. Just then, I caught a glimpse of the familiar dagger lying on the ground. The hilt was inlaid with thirty-six clear sapphire gems, but right now, the blue sapphires were stained red with blood.
This dagger was part of my dowry back then. I had put it away because it was too sharp and dangerous.
“How did you get that dagger?” I asked Noreen coldly Noreen chuckled and then said in Beryl’s sweet voice, “Well, Grandma, I snatched it while you weren’t looking. You adults are so stupid. You always deceive your own selves.”
After saying that, she reverted to her original voice, which sounded like a piece of wood being scratched. “I deliberately revealed so many flaws, but you all preferred to believe that it was an illusion.”
Then Noreen suddenly burst into laughter. She looked at Arron viciously and said, “But it’s good that you’re all idiots, or I wouldn’t have had the chance to get the dagger. If you didn’t show up in time, this brat would’ve been dead by now.”
“Shut up!” Crystal lost it and started shouting at Noreen. “I should’ve turned you to ashes when I had the chance! I should’ve made it impossible for you to come back to life!”
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