The Reaper

AVA.

For some reason whatever Eve had put into my body was preventing me from using my wolf powers. The more I remained in the darkness of the cell the weaker and weaker I got.

Occasionally Eve would come in and taunt me while I kept quiet and just listened without saying a word. I was more interested on what I was going to do, what steps I was going to take to make sure that I escaped from her clutches without any harm.

What she said yesterday still haunted me, echoing in my head like some sort of phantom bell. If Eve and Miriam were indeed serious about creating this so called witch hybrid that they talked about it meant that they had to kill me first in order for the spell to work.

Apparently I had a mate somewhere who wasn’t dead and as long as I lived it posed a problem to the spell.

Yet something kept bugging me at the back of my head. If I had a mate, how come he had a child without me and how come the both of us had been separated?

Now that I was alone in the cell and tho