(Unknown POV)
I felt the incredible power as soon as the calling started. I thought I had killed the last Bellatrix witch, but I was wrong. I have been looking for this other witch, but I haven’t been able to find her, but now I know I can because her is still fresh. I get up from the chair and walk towards the bathroom and look at my wound. That last witch left a nasty wound before I killed her. Killing her almost killed me because she was my mate. I asked her to join me but she refused. Who knew that a Bellatrix witch was going to be my mate.
“She got me good” I said to no one gently touching the healing wound. A knock echoes in my room and I cover my wound before walking to open the door.
“My lord, we found the witch. She’s in a werewolf pack” Blake, one of my hunter witches said.
