After My Wolf Spirit Faded, I Became the Chosen Twin novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6 

Ryker knelt there like a wounded beast, unable to take another step, unable to reach out and touch the body. 

The pack enforcer, drawn by the commotion, approached. 

He grimaced, covering his nose and mouth as he strode forward and ripped the dirty cloth from my face. 

The truth was laid bare. 

The face Ryker had fallen in love with at first sight was now crawling with white maggots. 

But more jarring than the maggots was the silver brand of shame burned into my skin by the Silvermoon Pack. 

Ryker recoiled as if he’d been shot with a silver bullet. His Alpha presence shattered, and he collapsed, all strength leaving his body. 

A few seconds later, he scrambled toward the stone slab. Ignoring the nauseating stench and the putrid fluids of decay, he gripped my hand, now just bone and rotting flesh, and wailed. 

“Harper, you’re joking with me, right?” 

“Don’t scare me. Please, don’t scare me…” 

“It was just a trial. How could you be dead? I don’t believe it! You’re my Luna, how could you leave me!” 

I floated in the air, watching this once-arrogant Alpha leader break down, as helpless as a child. 

I raised my hand, wanting to touch his cheek, but my palm passed right through his body. 

Once, when Ryker cried, I would have wiped his tears away, my own heart aching for him. But now, I could no longer feel his warmth. 

And I didn’t want to. 

His tears came too late. They were far too cheap. 

By the time my parents rushed in, Ryker was sobbing so hard he was gagging. 

At the sight, my mother’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she collapsed. 

My father clutched his chest, his face pale, and collapsed to the ground, convulsing from a sudden, stabbing pain. 

Only Ivy stood in the corner, her hands gripping the fabric of her skirt, her expression venomous and terrified. 

She was frantically trying to contact the fleeing witch through the mind link. 

One of the benefits of being a soul was that I could clearly feel the waves of anxiety emanating from her. 

“You bitch! I told you to torture her, not kill her!” 

“It’s over now. Ryker will kill me! Listen, I’ll wire another two million to that Swiss account. You need to take the fall for all of this!” 

“Damn it! Answer me!” 

The witch on the other end abruptly cut the connection. Ivy trembled with rage. 

For the next few hours, the pack enforcers sealed off the entire cellar. 

After a preliminary investigation, the lead enforcer’s face was grim. 

“This was no healing ritual.” 

“This was the ‘Life-Deprivation Hex,’ a form of black magic strictly forbidden by the Pack Alliance. The practitioner has no medical license. She’s a wanted rogue witch.”