496-They Caught My Friends.
Enya's POV:
"What?" I was shocked but also sad that I couldn't get to enjoy my powers.
"Yeah! I realized way later that you cannot lose your powers because you used too many of them to open the portal. You can only give the powers back willingly by going through a certain ritual.’ Mother witch was upset because she had messed up.
With everything she said. I could only tell why Corbin brought me and the others here.
"That explains why he brought Oswin here." I whispered to myself, feeling anxiety as my brain processed the whole horrifying situation.
"Exactly!" Corbin must have heard us when he walked out of the canopy, shirtless.
"That's what I like about you, Enya. You are not a dumb bitch!" he commented, smirking when he zipped his pants up but kept his stare deepened into my eyes. I knew what he was trying to do, and it was disgusting.
"Oswin is going to be the dagger hanging over your neck. If you didn’t listen to me, that dagger will come to your neck. By that, I obviously mean—” He took a dramatic pause before he scattered my entire existence with his words, "He will die."
No! you will not hurt my brother,* I yelled at him, trying to free myself from the chain. It was only then that I realized why the chains looked different. They were to prevent me from using my magic and escaping him.
"But all thanks to Emelia, though. She was the one who came to me and told me she could help me get a powerful witch on my side, just like my father used to have.* He continued to talk and praise the bitch who had come out of the canopy to hear us talk. She bowed down to him in respect as the two shared evil smirks.
"In the beginning, when she told me you haven't lost your powers; I was like, why would indeed anybody else be on my side when I have you? That's when I tried proposing to you, but you refused! You were never over that dead mate of yours. And the other mates of yours didn't even want you yet because you would rather stick with them than be on my side and rule the world." Corbin hissed as he recalled his failed attempts at making me accept him and move in with him.
Ruling the world had never been my passion. I wanted to live an ordinary life with a mate of my choice; my Thiago.
"So then I told him, why waste his time on you? Why not transfer your powers to another strong she-wolf willing to be faithful to him?" Emelia smirked, interrupting us just so that she could tell us how evil she was.
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