Chapter 93. Dangerous Delivery

The Alpha remained silent, analyzing me. He clasped his hands on my face and turned them, his fingers gently wiping away the tears.

“Is there something that made you believe your mother is the dark witch?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, when Denver taught me extracorporeal magic...” I replied carefully, seeing his expression change as I pronounced the wizard's name. “I saw two women fighting, and Philippa, my mother, was there, her eyes consumed by darkness.”

Harvey nodded and pulled me into a soft kiss.

“Hybrid, if your mother is the dark witch, there are more reasons to confront her,” he said, finally, with coldness.

“How can you say that?” I spoke, shocked, pulling away from him.

“If she made a pact with the shadows, her soul no longer resides there. It's just a walking shell of darkness. There's no reason for you to have compassion for that empty shell!” The Alpha growled impatiently, pulling me close again, his strong hands firmly gripping