Chapter 497


    497-1 Gave Him Everything


    Enya’s POV:


    “How the hell did they even catch him? I told that idiot to kill that crazy Lycan or if not, at least weaken


    him.” Corbin had lost his shit ever since he heard what Theo and the others did in his mansion.


    “They tried,” the guard murmured awkwardly. Christina no longer had her breasts out after she saw


    Corbin fueling up. One could tell she was afraid of his rage. But I wonder how useful she will be to him


    once she gets those powers. I knew for sure she would be reckless, but how did Corbin agree to give


    all these powers to someone who had previously left the mate she imed to love so much and then


    kill her own brother because she didn’t want to get caught with him?


    How could Corbin be so stupid as to trust someone as messy as her?


    “Anyway,” Corbin took a deep breath and then forced a smile onto his lips, turning to Christina, “Love!


    Why don’t you go get ready for this special ritual?” He asked her with a sweet smile nted on his lips.


    The look of worry changed to excitement once he reminded her what was waiting for her.


    “I will go get ready,” she mumbled. “I will wear that beautiful white gown I bought with a diamond


    ne.” She snapped her fingers and giggled when heughed with her.


    “She is so cute, isn’t she?” Corbinmented, watching her blush at hisments. She ran into the


    canopy while Corbin turned to look at Emelia.


    “Where is the liquid you stole from the mother witch?” he asked her directly, looking very serious.


    “I have kept it safe.” Emelia looked pretty confident when shrugging her shoulders and informing Corbin


    how credible she was.


    “Bring it to me,” he ordered, not looking away from my face this time. No matter how much I pondered


    looking for a way out, there seemed to be none I could find. Emelia bobbed her head to Corbin’s orders


    and ran past him to her canopy.


    “You are making a big mistake. Christina will ruin everything,” the mother witch yelled to get Corbin’s


    attention, who was only staring at my face.


    “She will not be loyal to you. Then what would you do? Let a strong and powerful witch walk around


    and boss you.” Oswin tried getting his attention, but Corbin looked very content with his decision. I


    never thought he knew Christina this well.


    The way he was ready to put all his fate in her hands was befuddling to me. I have seen many fools


    trust a wicked soul, counting myself too, but Corbin took the cake with how he only met Christina a few


    times and believed her to be a good choice to give all the powers to. I didn’t say a word this whole time.


    No matter what we say, he is adamant that he is not making a mistake.


    Emelia walked back to us with a potion in her hands and gave it to Corbin, who stared at it for a


    moment before looking at Emelia again.


    “Go help her get ready. We have only an hour to start the ritual,” he informed her. The way Emelia


    smiled and then bit the inside of her cheek, not smiling so widely, looked so evil.


    She knew what they were doing was wrong, but that didn’t matter to her. Her hatred towards my mother


    and the mother witch has gone out of hand. She wanted her daughter to have what she deserved at a


    young age.


    Emelia left us to talk and ambled into the canopy to help get her daughter ready, as Corbin had ordered


    her.


    “So!” Corbin stretched his neck, holding the little bottle in his hands, and reached the guard on the side.


    He grabbed a knife from the guard and prick his finger, opening the cork of the bottle and inserting his


    finger inside it.


    I shared a nce with my brother, who was as confused as I was. But the mother witch looked


    stunned, almost petrified.


    “No!” she gasped, making me feel shivers too.


    Corbin silently marched back to where I was and knelt down beside me, holding the potion out for me.


    “You want the powers for yourself.” It was only then that I guessed it right when he held the bottle out


    for me.


    “Handing over this kind of power to someone who is not born a blood witch is not a wise idea. A person


    without a bloodline of witches can never stay on good terms with these powers.” Mother witch


    protested against his idea, but it only made him smirk wider.


    “Do you really think there is anything I cannot master?” Corbin, being too confident, disagreed with the


    mother witch.


    “It is not about mastering. It will make you go crazy.” I could hear the panic in her voice.


    She was trying to make him understand that taking such a step would only lead to chaos, but he


    seemed too arrogant to understand that.


    “Drink this and willingly give your powers to me.” Corbin then ignored the mother twitch and deepened


    his eye contact with me. His guards already knew what they needed to do in case I disobeyed Corbin.


    They dragged Oswin into my view and knelt him down with a gun pointing straight at his heart.


    “If you didn’t do that, your beloved brother will die,” Corbin faked a sad pout, making me gulp and look


    back at him angrily.


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    “Enya! Don’t do that. Let him kill me, but don’t ever put him in charge of so much power,” Oswin argued


    over the idea.


    “Come on, Enya! would you want your brother to die for some powers? Is it what he is worth?” Corbin


    shook his head at me in disapproval.


    I kept ring at his face before I gave up. I knew he would kill my brother if I didn’t listen to him. If he


    truly thinks he can manage to enjoy the powers, then fuck it. I will always choose my beloved over


    these powers.


    With that in mind, I grabbed the bottle and blocked all the protests of Mother Witch and Oswin out while


    I drank the potion and willingly gave my powers to the asshole in front of me.