A BITTER TRUTH
~TATE POV~
The next few hours felt like a bad dream with many failed tries and increasing worry.
Vida tried everything she could. Spells to undo magic. Rituals to hold things back. Charms to figure out what was happening inside my mates' bodies.
Nothing helped.
Other witches arrived, summoned by concerned Pack members.
They tried their own fixes. Old binding rituals. New medical magic. One older witch even suggested letting out blood to "get rid of the bad power."
My father stopped her before she could try.
He spent those hours buried in every magical text we had.
Ancient grimoires. Modern research. Anything that might explain how Heriberto had managed this impossible reversal.
The Pack waited. Two hundred warriors standing vigil outside the temple ruins, helpl
