Buying time didn't go as planned. Despite my efforts to reach Ivy and update her on the situation, communication seemed impossible.
Zach's unwavering love for Annabelle was unexpected. Despite everything, their bond remained strong.
Their unity made them formidable, and even madam superior may not be able to defeat them. My last hope was to enlist the help of the dungeon guards, but Zach's defenses thwarted all my spells.
As a hybrid with a witch mother and a werewolf father, I found it easy to conceal my witchy side. However, with the wolf ban and the mirror restrictions, it became impossible for me to act, and my wolf was too feeble to communicate with me.
"Please, could I have some water?" I pleaded, my voice feeble from being deprived of both food and water for three consecutive days. I tried to hold onto hope, to endure until help arrived, but I was too weak to take any action.
