Gale paused, confusion crossing her face.
Then, with a puzzled look, she questioned, âWhat do you mean?â
It was clear Gale was baffled by Debraâs implication.
Debraâs POV:
Considering Galeâs intention to harm Caleb, I stepped forward to shield him before confronting Gale.
I wasnât as fearful of Gale as I had been just a few days ago.
Fear stemmed from the unknown, while confidence arose from strength.
By now, my witch power was substantial.
However, I was puzzled by Galeâs apparent ignorance of my power.
She should be aware, given her knowledge of the supreme witch.
Yet, she seemed completely oblivious.
Why?
Had she absorbed so much witch power that she failed to notice this?
Or was she lying to herself, refusing to acknowledge the truth because she was blinded by her desire for revenge?
I addressed Gale, trying to get her to see reason.
âGale, canât you feel your strength diminishing?â
Standing before her, I conjured a flame in my palm, holding her gaze.
I said with calm authority, âYour past actions, cruel as they were, have ironically helped me.
Iâve mastered control over fire and now stand as the new supreme witch.
â
Looking at Galeâs pale face, I told her, âYouâve been replaced by me now.
â
Flashback:
The fire from Gale hadnât killed me.
Instead, I survived the ordeal, though the flames caused me great distress.
Crucially, my mother used her remaining strength to shield me.
Indeed, a motherâs love could bridge the divide between life and death.
That day, as Galeâs fire scorched me, the pain was unbearable, and I couldnât help but scream.
Eventually, I lacked even the strength to fight back.
Caleb was determined to rescue me, swearing that if he couldnât save me, heâd die alongside me.
But how could I let him do that?
He was the alpha of the Thorn Edge Pack, and his pack members, who were suffering, needed him to return and manage the crisis.
So, with the last of my witch power, I protected Caleb and Carlos from Galeâs wrath.
Soon after, my strength waned, and I collapsed.