Chapter 106

Kathy and Sarah were about to run toward the front door, trying to chase after Samuel. However, two rogues in their werewolf forms blocked their path, and the stench of rotten flesh on their breath made Kathy's stomach turn. As the werewolf got closer, one of the warriors lunged forward and shoved him aside, clearing a path for Kathy and Sarah. The two women, along with several warriors, hurried past the snarling beast, determined to reach the safety of the front door.

Kathy kicked the front door open, and as they made their way inside, the room was eerily empty. Unease prickled at Kathy’s skin; the silence felt wrong, and the emptiness made her wary of anything that could jump out from the shadows. She glanced at Sarah and one of the warriors, signaling them to stay alert as they moved forward, every step tense and measured.

Kathy, I can smell Miles' scent, he is somewhere nearby,” Sarah whispered, her nose wrinkling as she tried to pinpoint the direction. Kathy nodded, her senses sharpening as she strained to catch any sign of movement in the dimly lit hallway.

Kathy took a steadying breath and met Sarah’s eyes. “I want you to go and look for Miles and Anthony. While I take care of Samuel myself, take the warrior with you,” she said quietly but firmly, urgency clear in her tone. Sarah hesitated only for a moment, then nodded in understanding, her determination matching Kathy’s.

Sarah’s voice trembled slightly as she asked, “What about you?” Concern flickered in her eyes as she glanced at Kathy, unwilling to leave her behind but trusting her friend’s resolve.

“I’ll be okay, just go and get them out of here,” Kathy replied, forcing a reassuring smile despite the tension thrumming beneath her calm exterior. She squeezed Sarah’s arm gently, conveying both urgency and trust. “I promise I’ll catch up with you.”

“Yes, my lady,”

Sarah nodded, then slipped away down the hall with the warrior, her footsteps fading into the darkness. Kathy watched her go for a heartbeat, then turned and moved carefully through the dim corridor, each sense on high alert. She pressed forward until she reached a set of imposing double doors at the end of the hallway. Gathering her courage, Kathy drew in a deep breath and delivered a forceful kick, sending the doors rattling open. The sight that greeted her was Samuel and Evelyn, standing side by side as if they'd been expecting her arrival, their expressions unreadable in the faint light.

Samuel’s lips curled into a cold, mocking smile as Kathy stepped through the door. “You have show up, I have a gift for you,” he drawled, his eyes glinting with malice. Evelyn stood silently by his side, her gaze fixed on Kathy with an unreadable expression. Kathy narrowed her eyes, muscles tense and senses sharpened, refusing to let her guard down for even a moment. She knew Samuel was cunning and unpredictable, and the uncertainty of what he might do next kept her alert and ready to react at a second’s notice.

Kathy turned her head to see Anthony dragged into the room by two rogues and thrown onto the floor. As she ran to him, she noticed the angry red cuts and purpling bruises that covered his back, chest, and shoulders. The dried blood was a dark, crusty stain, but she saw no injuries that warranted serious treatment. Kathy dropped to her knees beside Anthony, her voice wavering with desperation. “Anthony, please wake up or just open your eyes for me, please,” she pleaded, gently brushing his hair away from his forehead. Her hands hovered uncertainly as she searched his face for any sign of consciousness, hope flickering in her chest despite the grim situation.

“Your mate was fun to play with; I even give him sliver and oleander. It’s seemed that he was hanging on by a thread a strong at that. I wonder how long it will last until his heart finally stops from both poisoning,”

Just hearing Samuel’s taunting words sent a surge of anger through Kathy, and she felt a familiar heat blooming beneath her skin. Her eyes darkened to a vivid purple, the color swirling and intensifying as her witch powers awakened in response to her fury. Slowly, she rose from the floor, energy crackling in the air around her as her emotions fueled her magic. As the power built, her eyes began to glow with an ethereal light, warning of the storm within. The Pearl of the Ocean headpiece shimmered into existence atop her hair, its iridescent surface gleaming with renewed brilliance, signaling that Kathy was no longer holding anything back.

“Let see if you can survive of my men,”

Four men stepped forward, their movements bold and intimidating as they began to circle Kathy, their eyes alight with anticipation for a fight. The tension in the room grew thicker, the air charged with the promise of imminent conflict. Suddenly, the sound of the door creaking open cut through the moment. Kathy spun around, her heightened senses ready for anything, only to see Miles and Sarah entering with one of the warriors at their side relief and hope flaring in her chest as reinforcements arrived.

Kathy’s voice rang out with unwavering authority as she squared her shoulders, her gaze fixed on the newcomers. “Take Anthony out of here, now—this is my battle.” Her words cut through the charged silence, leaving no room for doubt or hesitation. Miles nodded quickly, moving to lift Anthony with Sarah’s help, both of them understanding that Kathy was determined to face Samuel and his men alone. As they hurried from the room, Kathy stood her ground, magic pulsing around her like a living shield, ready for whatever came next.

Before you could blink, the men had lunged at Kathy, their lifeless eyes staring blankly at Samuel and Evelyn's feet as they hit the ground. Samuel saw the blood-covered whip with blade-like edges in her hand as Kathy advanced, and Evelyn and Samuel prepared to fight back, while Kathy seemed ready for them. Outside, the aftermath of the battle was evident—every rogue lay motionless, their threat neutralized once and for all. Sarah and Miles, along with the other warriors, moved through the clearing, relief mingling with exhaustion as they confirmed that none of their own had suffered serious injuries. Anthony remained unconscious in Miles’s arms, his breathing steady but shallow. Scanning the area anxiously, Everyone realized that Kathy was nowhere to be seen. The absence of their leader sent a ripple of concern through the group, and the hope that had blossomed moments before now warred with a growing sense of unease as they waited for any sign of Kathy’s return.

Until a dragon fighting in the sky and blowing fire on the building where Kathy was inside, Sarah was about to go back inside but Miles stop her.

“Lady Kathy, is still inside. We have to help her,”

Sarah struggled against Miles' grip, then stopped as she saw Kathy emerge from the fiery building, covered in blood, but holding the severed heads of Samuel and Evelyn as proof of their demise. Under the silvery glow of the moon, the Lycan and Werewolf's calls filled the air.