Chapitre 163: Chapter 164 The Power of The Mark

Beth's POV

　　The full moon was getting darker, and the moonlight gradually turned pink. I was running out of time.

　　Aaron lay quietly in the middle of the white tree trunk, his arm limp on the ground outside the trunk. He was wearing the same pajamas as me. Obviously, he was brought here unknowingly.

　　Emma was very confident in her curse. Instead of urging me or stopping me, she simply quietly looked at me from above with a sarcastic expression on her face, as if she was saying to me that whatever I did would be in vain. As soon as the full-blood moon arrived, Aaron would die right in front of me.

　　As the Dark Moon Goddess, she had great power, and I was no match for her whatsoever.

　　No! I couldn't let her curse come true. On no ground was she impeccable. There must be a way.