THIRD PERSON’S POV.
Right from the moment Olivia decided to continue since she already started, Lyra’s body turned cold as Olivia’s soul leaves with her.
While she went into the heads of the royals, it was as if Lyra was asleep. She was still breathing, the only problem was that she was running cold and tears kept slipping down her temple from her shut eyes.
The Witch had warned her. Before she went ahead to summon the Beta and the Gamma at the same time, she had sent both Mateo her Mate, and Adrian, Lyra’s Mate away.
The Witch casted multiple spells to keep her from going cold completely, but none worked. She has summoned the spirits of the powerful but late witches, but only the living can bring her back to life.
“She did the most unexpected just like she did fifteen years ago.”
