บท 107: The celebrations- Amora (2)

Amora stood there looking ahead like she could see the werewitch. Her eyes were clear under the moonlight. She stared at the distance with intrigue.

She had the doom of Zayion in her eyes and yet something was keeping her from moving. Like her heart was picking up a new beat.

A shiver running down her spine as she stood there rooted to the ground. There was only ever one thing that could make her so scared. 

A werewitch.

She could feel his presence but she couldn't find him around. The blood of the one of a kind hybrid, the half witch and werewolf. The only blood that was contaminated with ancient magic powerful enough to wipe her off the surface of the earth.

Alwyn watched her keenly, the woman before her was no ordinary person. There was something about her blood that gave him an immense hunger that he could not control.