Selene's eyes widened, her heart lurching as recognition slammed into her. That wasn't just any trinket. That was witchcraft. A charm with a spell that could shield them from her power. Her stomach twisted cold.
Another witch had made this and had actually given it to these bastards, and she knew every single one of them had one. Just who is helping these bastards? Selene felt like killing someone. How could a witch betray them like this?
Her voice shook with fury as she hissed, "Whose work is that?"
The boy laughed with a careless expression, like he was savoring the amusement he felt. "Does it matter? All you need to know is you were never in control. You thought you were powerful enough to walk into our den? You were already caught the moment you stepped through those doors."
The Alphas around him chuckled darkly, their voices filled with contempt.
"You witches think you're gods, looking down on us like we're dogs snapping at scraps."
