Chapter 67. Her Daughter Is Alive

For centuries Emmeline had thought that why would that witch let Emmeline kill her. Then one day it clicked in her mind that Charlie was in love with Aric, she was in love with Emmeline’s mate.

She knew that when the fog of her enchantment will be lifted off Aric’s mind he will hate her forever.

Charlie had feared Aric’s hate and resentment more then she feared her own death.

Witches are the kindest souls one can ever encounter and it almost kills Emmeline to admit that Charlie was a kind soul too, she feared hatred from the man whom she had loved with all her heart.

That realization had nearly broken her more than the guilt itself. To admit that her enemy was capable of kindness, of love—it stripped away the comfort of hatred. Hatred had been her shield, her excuse, the iron that kept her upright. Without it, she was nothing but a murderer, a grieving mother, a shattered mate.

Now Emmeline has the same fear. Because the anger that she had against Aric