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‘We are under a spell Octavia, I think a witch making us lose our strength’ What? How? How could it even be possible? Maybe the witch I met before was the one who’s doing this. ‘We are protecting our child. Even if we had to die’ I felt my wolf’s anger and I agreed with her. I didn’t want to die because I haven’t even spent enough time with my son but for his safety I would do anything. My wolf ran towards the wendigo who was ready to attack Azriel, she pierced her sharp teeth into the wendigo’s hand as it screamed painfully. Soon after another sharp pain spread across my neck and I felt sharp nails digging into my flesh. It hurts.. But without caring my wolf again covered Azriel behind us. “Mother.. You’re bleeding” I heard Azriel’s cries and my heart tightened. Why is he crying? I’m protecting him. I felt my body getting numb because of the pain on the neck. Wait.. I can hear now.. Thank moon goddess. Soon after a furious growl came from nowhere. I looked into the direction and saw a