Novel Sweet
Chapter 110
Chapter 110
Chapter 110 Prescott “Once a soul is sold, it can’t be returned,” Riya said, turning all eyes on her as we looked in her direction in anticipation.
She was the high witch so she obviously would know about her kind better than us. Owen didn’t oppose her, instead, he simply watched her with an observant gaze.
“There is only one way to kill him,” she spoke, her heart thundering in her chest as she added, “Satan will never return his soul but we can steal his soul from him. We need to find where he has kept it and after reading the books of history, | have found out that Satan keeps the souls of his slaves in the veil and to kill his slave, one must obtain his soul and free it so it can go back to the owner’s body.”
“So all those bedtime stories we heard as kids about Satan are true? The veil exists?” Tila asked, keeping her one arm wrapped around my bicep as she leaned her head on my shoulder.
She had returned from the forest dungeon and as much as | hated to admit that it bothered me what she was up to with Lola, her plan was working so | had to be cool about it. | was relieved when. | got to know that Dylan wasn’t her fated mate, he had forced that bond by his dark magic but it also compelled me to think what if Matilda encountered her fated mate?
Will she still choose me? Or will she just give up on us and give in to the pull of the mate bond? “Maybe the stories aren’t just stories in the end,” Riya answered, pressing her lips into a thin line.
“The veil exists but once you go inside it, it’s not easy to come back unless...” Owen paused, contemplating something in his head as he thought thoroughly.
“Unless Satan doesn’t know that you're there,” he supplemented after sighing heavily, feeling drained.
Owen didn’t rest as he sensed the dark energy looming over us. He had foretold that Satan was trying to enter the territory but was unable to do so because of the protection Owen had provided to this pack and had turned it into a sacred holy place.
We didn’t know for how long his powers would protect us from Satan. He would eventually intrude in the pack which would break havoc on us. It was bound to happen but a mere thought alone of the battle made me shudder.
Everyone’s heart was filled with dread, | could smell the fear in the air around us.
“We don’t know where the veil is,” Camilla said, breaking the silence among us. “It’s hard to find the veil and entering inside the veil is like offering yourself as prey to Satan.”
No one had seen the veil, it was all just rumors and stories by the adults until Riya and Owen disclosed the truth that Satan and his veil existed, farther from our region and unknown to our knowledge but it existed. A shudder skittered down my spine at the thought alone of going there and stealing Dylan’s soul.
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The fear of unknown dangers wouldn’t make me feel afraid of Satan. | knew that | had to fight him. to protect my mate and people. After Avery's vision, it was apparent that Satan was going to come soon and | was bound to fight him.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
“| know the way to the veil. It is in the north of our realm and Dylan visited the veil frequently so | can probe his mind and find the exact location, Riya stated, her eyes twinkling with hope as she gazed at Tila.
“| don’t understand how your witch powers are working here if Dylan and Lola’s powers aren’t working in our territory.” | asked, looking in between Owen and Riya curiously
“Because she is a good witch, she hasn't misused her powers ever and she is not tinged with darkness, Owen replied to which Riya smiled with pride. “Only evil and dark powers wouldn’t work here as it’s a sacred place now.”
After what we had gone through at the hands of Dylan and Lola, | couldn't say that | didn’t despise witches but then, there was Riya whom | couldn’t count as the evil witch and she was the one because of whom | still had faith in witches that there were still some good witches amongst the evil ones.
It wouldn't be fair if | hated all the witches. Not all of them had caused us pain. Without Riya’s help. we wouldn’t have been able to get Carnilla out of that shithole so we owed her.
“Will Dylan let you probe his mind?” Tila questioned, her heart skipping a beat as | massaged her waist slowly after circling my arm around her waist.
Our eyes locked for a brief second and she smiled weakly at me, reassuring me that she was fine but | knew that she wasn't. There were so many things that we were dealing with at once.
Her womb healing, my missing wolf, Dylan and Lola being locked up in the cells. Satan striving to intrude, and the war...
It seemed like everything had to happen now and we didn’t know what was going to happen the next moment so we were not able to talk much as we were having constant meetings and discussions with either Alphas who had volunteered to take charge of managing all the packs in the Blood Moon pack or Owen and council to decide what precautions we had to take and how we would fight when Satan would finally break in.
Because sooner or later, Satan would be able to break the barrier between the Blood Moon pack
and him.
“| will cast a spell on him so he will obey me,” Riyaa smirked, enjoying the perks of being a good witch. “Besides, I’m the high witch and since he is now powerless here, he can’t fight my command. just like werewolves can’t fight your command.”
“But you're not the Queen.” Dad's brows furrowed. He was sitting beside Camilla and | didn’t know why but | didn’t like him being close to her. It creeped me out and made me want to give Dad a piece of my mind.
“The first Witch King was appointed by the high witches by ballot and then, the patriarchy was
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followed. While | have some privileges due to my bloodline. My great-grandmother was blessed by the Moon Goddess for saving an innocent wolf's life by putting her own life at risk. She received the boon of being the most powerful witch but if she misused her powers, she would lose them. Luckily, she lived a good life, and the boon was carried into our bloodline.” A smile tugged at her lips as she looked at the sky, probably remembering her close ones whom she might have lost.
Moon Goddess dearly loved her children. | regretted how | acted impulsively earlier and blamed her for doing nothing but now, | realized that she was helping us and blessing us with what we needed even before we knew that we would need it.
It must be hurtful for her to see her children fighting when any two species called war upon each other. After all, a mother’s heart would ache, seeing one of them getting hurt. She had blessed werewolves and witches with different abilities to live in harmony but the feud and hatred were too strong to let that happen.
“Tonight is the Red Moon again. Let's heal and awaken your wolf and then, | will head to the veil,” Riya said firmly. “You can’t go there alone.” Tila countered and | agreed with her.
“To save my kind from that monster, | must do this. It’s my duty,” she replied softly. “And only | can come back from the veil so it must be me.”