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Chapter 508
~Zara’s POV~
The woman who came before me, whispering about ancient coven texts, was the one who had defected from the royal coven and founded this dark place of power.
She was the woman who had created Vera, not just biologically but ideologically.
And now she was staring at me.
My heartbeat pounded loudly in my ears as Luna Slaton approached. She studied me as though she was inspecting a valuable artifact that had finally arrived in her possession.
Then, to my surprise, her lips curved into the faintest smile, although it wasn’t cruel or mocking, but it was filled with that calculating edge.
"You’re beautiful," she said softly. "Just as I expected."
She stepped closer, her gaze piercing through me. "And still full of fire... even if we’ve locked most of it away."
Her smile faded. Her voice dropped. "Finally... daughter of Alpha Gold," she said. "I have you."
She circled me once, like a predator examining her prey.
"Zia Gold." The name rolled off her tongue with reverence. "Bearer and host of the great witch’s legacy. Descendant of the fire of prophecy of ruin and rebirth."
My stomach turned at the sound of my real name. One that had only been used by those who knew me.
Luna Slaton stopped in front of me and lifted her hand to touch my chin. My body jerked ever so slightly, resisting on instinct, but she was faster.
"You’ve been carrying something that doesn’t belong to you," she said in a low voice like a secret wrapped in threat. "Power passed down by blood... by accident. And now, it’s time."
Her eyes flashed silver.
"Now, your power shall be mine."
I tried to speak.
To curse her, to scream, to do something—but nothing came out. My lips moved, my chest heaved with frustration, but my voice remained trapped in my throat.
Luna Slaton watched my struggle with amusement dancing in her cold eyes.
Then she flicked her fingers—just a simple, sharp gesture—and suddenly, my voice rushed back like air filling a collapsed lung.
"You’re a monster!" I spat, breathless, fury coating every syllable. "A useless, power-hungry fool! You’ll burn for what you did to my father. My family. Every life you tore apart with your sick hunger for power—you’ll burn for it!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Luna Slaton’s expression didn’t shift. Her lips curved into a calm, almost regal smile, as if my rage was a child’s tantrum in her eyes.
"And yet," she said dryly, "here you are, power bound, broken, brought to my door... without a single scream or fight."
She stepped closer, her voice softening to a whisper. "If vengeance for your precious Alpha Gold was what you wanted most, little witch, you should’ve stayed home instead of handing yourself to me on a silver plate."
I trembled with anger, my fists clenched at my sides. "How did you do it?" I snickered. "What spell did you cast? How did you take me without my consent? I wore the necklace—the protective necklace Snow gave to me. That should have blocked any mind control. That should’ve protected me!"
Luna Slaton laughed—truly laughed this time and the sound was like ice cracking underfoot.
Whatever spell she used, it hadn’t targeted my thoughts. It had found its way into the one place I kept soft and exposed—my love.
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