Rufus' POV:

I took the medicine bottle and brooded in the study for what felt like hours. It wasn't just the visions that had been plaguing me lately. I seemed to be losing control of my emotions, too. I was behaving outrageously and well without reason sometimes, and I was leaning more into the possibility that I had been bewitched.

The wizard had examined me thoroughly and found nothing wrong at all. Then again, if I had been administered a spiritual witchcraft or something, no amount of physical check-ups would be able to detect it in my body. Only the original caster of the spell could help me.

I stared at the blue vial in front of me. The wizard told me that if I had really been subjected to witchcraft, all I had to do was to drink the concoction then go to sleep. Whoever had cast the spell on me would appear in my dream, and I would finally know for certain who was bold enough to play tricks on me.

I sat and stewed for a long time as I hesitated. Although the wizard was a trusted affiliate of the lycan empire, I wasn't entirely comfortable with this situation.

Since Noreen's death, no black witch, or even just the common ones, had been sighted often in my life. I could bet that some believed they no longer existed.

Well, it appeared now that I had been complacent. I should have never let my guard down.

I leaned back against my chair and rubbed my throbbing temples. With a weary sigh, I turned to look out the window. The sky was painted golden orange by the setting sun. "What are you thinking about?" Omar suddenly asked.

I said nothing, simply closed my eyes and tried to stifle the sense of distress bubbling in my heart.

me guess. Is it Crystal?" Omar's tone changed when he mentioned the she-wolf. It grew serious, laced with a faint hint of

think

me. He laughed tauntingly and drawled, "Sure, sure. But if you

true, and it only made

wolf piped up cautiously after

am taking my medicine," I replied coldly before chucking the contents of the vial

acrid taste filled my mouth, and all I could think about

dream took over. It was night, and

at my arms and

I was holding that

she-wolf from before.

Rufus? What are you thinking about?" The she-wolf reached up and pulled my face toward hers.

but I knew that she was beautiful, and I adored her with my whole being. I tightened my

aren't you answering my question, huh?" The she-wolf tried to sound angry, but her playfulness was evident in her voice. She proceeded to tickle

freely at her

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