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As Blaze stepped out of the cave, a mysterious force immediately pulled him towards Sandro. He wondered if it was Brianna and her Coven at work, or perhaps it was the cave itself, now that he had left its protective walls.

Lost in thought, Blaze strode towards Sandro, who was still focused on the relentless onslaught he was unleashing.

“Where’s Bella?” Sandro snarled, his narrowed eyes fixed on Blaze. He exerted even more strength, releasing the large brick he held. Sandro had used these bricks on the wall while the witches by his side cast spells on the structure. He had initially brought a hundred, but he doubted if there were even half that number remaining.

Yet, he hadn’t managed to breach it.

“Blaze,” Sandro growled when Blaze didn’t respond. “Do I need to force the words out of your mouth?”

“Arabella won’t be coming,” Blaze replied, his voice mirroring Sandro’s intensity. “It’s me you’re after; take me with you and do as you please.”

“You think it’s you I want? You must be delusional!” Sandro scoffed.

“I’m the one who messed up. I violated the bro code by taking your girl. I broke the omerta by saying things I shouldn’t have to Bella. Instead of protecting you, I went against you. I’m the one in the wrong.” Blaze confessed, hoping Sandro would cease the attack on the cave and call the witches to halt.

“Blaze, Blaze, Blaze,” Sandro tutted, striding towards him. “Now I’m left wondering how many more lies you’ve hidden from me. Is she really worth all you’ve done? It’s just a woman with a common pussy, and you can find that anywhere, even in that bitch who was hovering around you. Why does it have to be Bella?”

“For the same reason you wanted her,” Blaze muttered, locking eyes with Sandro. “You desire Bella, and so do I.”

For once, Blaze knew he was provoking Sandro, and the latter could potentially do something dangerous to him at any moment. But he didn’t care. He’d endure any blow, as long as it wasn’t Arabella on the receiving end. He fervently hoped that any altercation that might arise would occur far from here. He didn’t want Arabella to witness it; that would only put her in harm’s way.

Sandro snorted, his eyes still narrowed. He glanced at the unyielding cave, then at the exhausted witches. He realized he had pushed them beyond their limits. He wondered if they’d be able to break through at this juncture.

The cave surprisingly held strong protection, and Sandro couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to its resistance against Brianna and her coven’s spell.

He moved away from Blaze and approached Brianna, his voice gruff. “What’s happening?”

“We can’t break through,” Brianna murmured. “The spell on it is too potent. I could have sworn we were making progress, but it seems someone inside is working to maintain the protection.”

“Bella,” Blaze reflected. When he last saw her, he noticed her determined expression, though she had masked it with giggles. He was certain she was behind the unyielding protection, and he was relieved it wasn’t working for Brianna and her coven.

Blaze felt a slight ease at the thought, but he remained on edge, knowing Sandro might find a way around it.

“Maybe it’s best if we retreat for now,” Brianna suggested. Seeing Sandro raise a brow, she added, “We can return tomorrow to try again.”

“Set up your tents nearby,” Sandro ordered. “I won’t leave without her!”

No sooner had he said that thunder rumbled and lightning streaked across the starless, moonless sky. Sandro’s gaze shifted upwards.

The Goddess must be aware of what was happening as well. It wasn’t often he saw the sky devoid of a moon and stars. The wolf moon had been predicted, so it was strange that no moon was visible.

“Alpha!” Brianna’s urgent voice cut through Sandro’s thoughts.

“What?” Sandro snapped, turning towards her.

“Something’s not right,” she whispered. “We need to leave here.”

Sandro rolled his eyes. “Are you trying to find any excuse to quit just because you’re tired? I’m the one giving orders, whether to return to the pack house or not, and I…”

“No, Alpha,” Brianna interrupted, wiping her suddenly sweaty palms. The hair at the nape of her neck stood on end, and she grimaced. “I have a bad feeling.”

She felt a surge of energy in the air and turned to the other coven members. “Do you sense it, too?”

As they nodded, she sighed in relief. She wasn’t imagining things after all.

“We need to leave,” Brianna urged, her voice carrying a newfound urgency.

Sandro opened his mouth to object, but his words failed him as the world suddenly shifted. He stumbled backward, and as soon as he regained his balance, he was forcefully slammed against a nearby tree.

“Brianna!” Sandro growled. “What’s happening?!”

“I’m not doing anything!” She shouted, straining to reach Sandro, who was now pinned against the tree. However, she felt immobilized in her spot.

“Movere (Move),” she gritted out a spell, but it proved ineffective.

“Then who is doing this?!” Sandro demanded, his narrowed eyes fixed on Blaze, who remained in the same spot where he had been left.

“I have no idea.” Blaze gestured helplessly. He was struggling to move as well, only able to use the upper part of his body. He wondered if it was Arabella or Orga at play, as a similar occurrence had transpired when they encountered Sandro in the woods.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

“I’ll tear that whore apart!” Sandro roared. “Arabellaaa!”

The wind howled around them, swallowing his words. “I can’t stand this!” he exclaimed as the wind whipped up dust, debris, and various objects from the ground.

“Do something, Brianna, or I’ll be blinded!” Sandro snapped.

“Bella,” Blaze murmured her name again. He was equally puzzled and couldn’t fathom what was unfolding. While Arabella could be fierce with her adversaries, it wasn’t always like this.

The ground tilted again, and his stomach churned. Blaze winced, clutching his abdomen. Then, he squinted, and his ears perked up as he caught cackling in the air. It wasn’t from the lightning that had once struck, but rather, Blaze sensed it was emanating from their vicinity.

“Sister!” Brianna’s voice broke through Blaze’s thoughts. “Hold on, we’re on the verge of displacement!”

“What?!” Blaze heard disbelief in Sandro’s voice.

Before he could ask for an explanation, everything around them swirled into chaos.

A massive whirlwind formed in the distance, sweeping up everything in its path and hurtling toward them.

“Damn it!” Blaze groaned, making an attempt to sprint toward the cave as he regained some mobility. But luck wasn’t on his side. The cave vanished from view, and Blaze was drawn into the whirlwind.