Chapter 357 The Witch’s Gaze

Third Person POV

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At that moment, the witch in the black robe was quietly brewing herbs. Her eyes were lowered, her expression calm and composed, radiating an air of serenity.

Perry thought he must have lost his mind.

The woman before him was clearly the witch of the Forest of Tears–mysterious, dangerous, with those rare, vibrant grass–green eyes. But the one he was looking for was a werewolf, an omega with amber eyes.

A witch and a werewolf had nothing to do with one another.

“Must’ve hit my head too hard…” Perry muttered a curse at himself under his breath, shaking his head vigorously to rid himself of such ridiculous thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward a few paces, then stopped at a distance that wouldn’t make her think he intended to attack.

you for sparing me, and for telling me the value of this

still stained from the herbs, she casually pointed toward one side of the cavern. A narrow passage half- hidden by vines stretched into the darkness, its

was swift and dismissive, almost carrying the weight of a

should have left immediately. But watching her struggle to crush the hard roots and stems in the mortar, his feet wouldn’t move. After all, she hadn’t killed him when she could have–she had spared


a spare pestle, and

green eyes glancing at him

the pestle and the faintly bitter scent

It didn’t take long.

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set the pestle down and dusted his hands.

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toward the vine–covered passage. Just before stepping inside, something made him glance

that instant, his


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