Chapter 150

Harper

The coven leader’s words still hung heavy in the air when the mood in the clearing shifted again.

Sharp.

Hostile.

Unified.

A young witch—no older than twenty—stepped forward suddenly, her jaw clenched, hand glowing faintly with a defensive spell.

“He can’t go any closer,” she snapped, eyes locked on Declan like he was a threat waiting to snap. “Not one step inside the wards.”

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