Chapter 357 The Witch’s Gaze

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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.

sparing me, and for telling me the value of this potion.” He paused, then

falter. She didn’t even lift her head. With a hand still stained from the herbs, she casually pointed toward one side of

almost carrying

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 him, given him an antidote, even pointed him toward


me help you finish this.” Without waiting for her reply, he crouched down, picked up a spare pestle, and began pounding the herbs in the mortar. His strength

stilled. She turned her head slightly, her green eyes glancing at him for just a moment. She said nothing, but

only with the steady thud of the pestle

It didn’t take long.

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and dusted his hands. “Alright, I’m

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

instant, his eyes met


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