“It was all her,” Beth swallowed as she knelt before the ferocious blue-eyed beast who was now threatening to kill her. “I did tell my Aunt to now mess with you—but she didn’t listen. She was power hunger, she wanted all of the Demon’s power for herself.”
Connor just growled at her, gritting his razor sharp canines. He didn’t want to listen to any nonsense from the witch who tried to kill her.
“Please, I’ll do anything,” Beth looked at the headless body of her aunt on the ground next to her. “Take her powers. Her blood is still fresh. If you suck her out dry, you will get the power of the prophetess for yourself. Think about it.”
Beth was very sly. She wasn’t a vulnerable woman like her aunt was. She knows how to speak in certain places, and how to make her moves with the help of her to
