Chapter 135. Evil Spirit

“Yes, she wanted to return by taking over my body… I’ve never seen her like that—obsessed; she didn’t seem like the sister I once knew,” I sighed sadly, placing my hand on my chest and caressing it, trying to alleviate the pressure that lingered on it.

“Agatha’s desires are more intensified,” explained the Lycan king, gritting his teeth. “The longer she stays out of the correct plane where she should be, which is the afterlife, the soul becomes corrupted,” Elara added. “Shadows loom around us, and any displaced soul is an open door for them to corrupt!”

“And what does that have to do with this strange sensation? I feel my life force being drained, and I can’t hear my wolf!” I growled anxiously, cold sweat running down my forehead.

“That cursed one is trying to pull you back to the thread of life, where she intends to take your body and imprison your soul there!” With heavy steps, the Alpha stood in front of the witch, roaring, “DO SOMETHING SOON!”

Elara wide