As at the time Alpha and his brothers were still looking for the witch who had hexed Adam, a different kind of chaos was going on in his villa.
The whole villa had gone quiet.
Inside one of the rooms, Adam lay on a narrow bed. His wrists were bound with soft silver restraints meant to protect him in case the hex got worse. Everyone had been hoping it wouldn’t.
But it did.
And then it began.
Adam’s back lifted off the bed like he was yanked straight up by an invisible rope.
His mouth opened wide, but no sound came out at first. His body jerked violently. The chains rattled. His legs kicked against the mattress. A choking noise crawled out of his throat, like he was drowning inside his own skin.
“Ghhhk… hkk…”
His fingers clawed at nothing. He was gagging and choking
