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    I turned my gaze back to Lyra, and the red witch was still performing some sort of incantation over her, which made me instantly lunge forward, intent on stopping whatever she was doing. I had no clue what kind of spell she was casting, and the fear I felt for Lyra was overwhelming. It wasn’t because she was a witch–I’ve known many witches who were kind and trustworthy. But this red witch… she had a reputation almost as dangerous as the ck witch’s. I didn’t want her anywhere near Lyra. <fn58c8> Read full story at find?novel</fn58c8>


    I moved to put an end to whatever the red witch was doing, but Corbin stepped into my path and blocked me from getting any closer.


    “Move out of my damn way, Corbin,” I growled through clenched teeth.


    “Alpha, I’m really sorry. You know I wouldn’t normally go against you like this, but we need you to trust us right now. We would never allow any harm toe to our Luna. She can break the hex. She knows what she’s doing,” Corbin said firmly.


    “She’s going to end up killing her. I don’t trust her, not one bit,” I shouted.


    “But Stephanie does. And Stephanie’s never once betrayed this pack. You know how loyal she’s been to you,” Corbin argued, his tone unwavering.


    “I don’t give a damn. That’s my mate lying in that bed,” I snapped, voice filled with rage.


    “Please, Alpha. Let her try. You won’t regret this, I swear it,” Corbin pleaded.


    “Elias, please,” Rowan added, stepping forward. “Just let her attempt it. I know the stories about the red witch too. But you heard what Luke said–if we don’t pull Lyra out of this soon, we may lose her for good.”


    I nced <i>around </i>the room, and every single face–Corbin, Stephanie, Rowan, and now Luke- was fixed <i>on </i>me. They weren’t just begging me. They looked like people hanging on by a thread, utterly desperate.


    I turned to look back at the red witch. Her focus hadn’t wavered for a second. She was still


    entirely centered on Lyra, inching closer as I watched the soft blue light surrounding Lyra gradually shift into a glowing red.


    “If she hurts her instead of helping her, I swear I’ll hold everyst one of you ountable,” I warned them in a low, furious voice.


    Corbin and Luke finally stepped aside, giving me a clear path.


    I moved closer to the red witch, who remained locked in her spell, undistracted. I could make


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    out the faint sound of chanting escaping her lips. Whatever magic she was using, it was clearly far beyond what Rowan had been capable of.


    Suddenly, Lyra let out a bloodcurdling scream and started thrashing on the bed again. I tried to rush to her side, but Corbin stopped me.


    “You can’t go near her. Not while this is happening,” Corbin said firmly. I had <i>no </i>choice but to stay back, seething, casting furious res at everyone around me before turning my attention back to Lyra. Watching her writhe in pain, knowing I couldn’t hold her or soothe her


    It was unbearable. I could only imagine what kind of torment she must be <i>going </i>through.


    And I didn’t even know why I allowed myself to be persuaded. What had I <i>been </i>thinking, letting them talk me into allowing that witch near my mate? She wasn’t part of our lives–she didn’t care about us, and we were even less important to her. She’d always made her hatred of werewolves perfectly clear.


    “It’s okay, Alpha,” Stephanie said calmly. “She owes me a favor. She won’t do anything to hurt anyone here. I’ve called in the debt, and she’s going to help our Luna.”


    “And why exactly does she owe you a favor?” I asked, eyes narrowing.


    “It was from my past, before I ever joined your pack,” Stephanie exined. “I saved her life- back when she wasn’t nearly as strong as she is now. But she still honored that debt.”


    I noticed the red witch beginning to encounter some kind of pushback from within the hex. It was clear that the ck witch was resisting her efforts. But even so, the red witch didn’t falter. Instead, she doubled down and poured more energy into the spell she was working on.


    It was obvious she was giving it everything she had, pushing harder, and even for a seasoned witch as powerful as she was, it looked like it was taking a toll.


    There was nothing I could do but stay where I was and watch it all unfold. Atst, the red witch made one final effort, pressing all her strength into thatst surge of magic, and I saw her arms drop heavily <i>to </i>her sides as she exhaled in sharp,bored breaths.


    The crimson glow that had surrounded Lyra began to recede, dimming slowly, and I cautiously approached her as it faded.


    I sat down carefully on the edge of the bed, nerves eating away at me while I waited to find out whether or not the spell had done its job.


    Taking her hand gently in mine, I felt the warmth that still lingered in her skin, though now she wasn’t thrashing or shaking. Shey still–calm, like she was finally resting instead of


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    Then her fingers twitched slightly in my grasp, and she started to blink, her eyes gradually opening as she focused on me before looking anywhere else.


    Her gaze swept briefly around the room, taking in the others who were gathered there. Then, without warning, she bolted upright in bed, muttering something under her breath about a


    baby.


    “He took our baby. He took our baby,” she kept repeating, paning every word.


    “Lyra… What are you saying? What baby are you talking about?” I asked,pletely thrown off by her words.


    “He took our baby. He needed the baby for his powers,” she insisted.


    “But Lyra… we don’t have a baby,” I said gently, confusion etched into my voice as I tried to understand.


    “It’s part of the hex,” Stephanie exined calmly. “Whatever she lived through while under the spell feels incredibly real to her right now. She needs some time to fully wake up from that illusion before she can understand that it wasn’t reality.”


    I pulled Lyra against my chest and wrapped my arms around her, starting to gently rub her back to try and soothe her.


    Her whole body was tense, stiff with fear and confusion, and I could sense how uneasy she still felt. That fear was real to her, even if the baby wasn’t. Clearly, her father had used that


    hallucination to manipte her.


    Everything she saw in that dreamworld was manufactured–none of it had actually happened.


    As I held her there, continuing to stroke her back and murmur quietly that she was safe, I began to feel her gradually loosening up, the fear in her limbs slowly beginning to fade.


    She leaned into me, cing her arms around me in return, and that single gesture made me feel more grounded. She wasing back–bit by bit, she was reconnecting with the real world.


    Around the room, I could feel the atmosphere shift, the anxiety still clinging to everyone watching.


    I heard someone shuffle their feet on the floor, but I didn’t look to see who it was.


    Then, without warning, Lyra flung one arm up behind my back, and the door mmed shut with a loud bang.


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    I turned around quickly, startled, and saw that she had sealed the door shut right in front of the red witch, preventing her from leaving. I looked back at Lyra and saw her eyes locked onto the red witch with unwavering intensity. The red witch <i>slowly </i>turned to face us, her hood still draped over her face, hiding her features. But it was clear Lyra didn’t need to see her face to


    know who she was.


    “I know you,” Lyra said, her voice steady and filled with certainty.


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