“Damian!”
My mate is already running in the opposite direction, towards the crowd still downstairs. Moon Goddess, he is going to help the others!
“William, let me go! I have to go with him!”
My cousin isn’t listening at all, pulling me with him up the stairs. I’m not leaving Damian! I struggle until I finally free myself from William’s grasp. I hear him yell my name, but I don’t slow down one bit. I feel another wolf right behind me, and Bobo arrives even faster than me to Damian’s side.
“What...? Nora, go back!”
“No way, I’m not leaving you!”
He growls, but we both know this has no effect on me. Around us, the field is not cleared yet, but the ground is now totally invaded by roots. Still, a lot of werewolves that couldn’t run fast enough are trapped by the roots and calling for help. I even spot Taaron King, lost under a large trunk that’s pinning him face against the soil.
A few steps away, Lysandra Jones, too, is fighting to free her leg from some mud in one of the cracks. The roots keep progressing, and some of them even reached one side of the stadium, running between the benches and capturing more people. How do we stop this! I hear screaming, but aside from Bobo and Damian standing next to me, I can’t recognize anyone else I know. Ten thousand people are running in alldirections, and I suddenly notice all the stadium entrances have been barred by branches.
We are trapped.
“The Witch! Catch the Witch!”
I turn around. Right in the middle of a stadium, a woman is standing alone. No doubt possible— this is not a werewolf. She has crimson hair, and strange dark symbols are covering her arms. But...
Before I can say a word, I see Damian jumping into his wolf form and running straight at her. Moon Goddess, no!
“Damian, no!”
I scream, but it’s too late— he’s already jumping at her. A split second before my mate’s fangs can catch her throat, a black shadow jumps in. I hear loud growls, and Damian is pushed back by another wolf.
The large black wolf growls at him and stands in front of the Witch, obviously protecting her from my mate. I recognize him immediately.
Liam.
Chapter 15
I finally reach Damian’s side, and I think it takes him a few seconds to realize the other wolf is no other than his younger brother. Even I am still shocked to see this witch. She has a familiar butterfly flying around her. The very same blue butterfly that was with me these last few days!
She’s younger than I thought, maybe her mid-twenties, with gentle emerald eyes and fair white skin. While I’m staring at her, I realize all the roots have stopped moving, and silence befell the stadium.
“Liam, what are you doing!”
Nathaniel, from one of the benches, is perplexed. He runs toward us, approaching his brothers, still facing each other. Some of the Alphas come back down, too.
The Witch turns to me, looking very calm.
“Hello, Nora.”
“Hello...”
She smiles softly at me. I was right. She is not the Dark Witch, but the one who sent me the letter and the butterfly. Damian growls, and I know he wants his brother to push aside. However, Liam growls back, not moving an inch. I put my hand in my mate’s fur, trying to calm him down a little for now.
“Damian, it’s okay.”
“What is the meaning of this, Nora?” Asks Nathaniel.
“She’s on our side, I think...”
William arrives at my side, too, frowning.
“What do you mean? Why is the Black boy standing for her?”
