âIf you want to live a good life here in the Thorn Edge Pack, you have to keep your ancestry a secret.
Do you understand? Otherwise, theyâll kill you!â
I was so shocked that my mind went into total chaos.
My father held me by the shoulders and looked me in the eye, continuing, âYou know that the Thorn Edge Pack hate the Swamp Witches.
If they find out about your mixed bloodline, even Caleb wonât be able to protect you.
You must not let anyone discover your identity!â
The Swamp Witchesâ¦
ALL of a sudden, I remembered how Leonel had mentioned my motherâs secret before he died, and the insults my father had spat to my mother.
It turned out that this was all true!
This was all because my mother was a Swamp Witch.
Overwhelmed by this information, I pushed my father away and struggled to breathe.
A door to a distant memory seemed to open, and countless messy fragments flooded my mind.
But it was all so chaotic that I couldnât make sense of anything.
This feeling was terrible.
I locked eyes with my father and snapped, âWhat the hell was that?
Did my mother really die from a strange illness? Or are you hiding something from me?â
I tried my best to recall the past, but no matter how hard I tried, there seemed to be a blank gap in my memory.
For some reason, the memories surrounding my motherâs death became more blurred, as though some sort of mysterious power had erased it.
Damn it! Why was this happening?
Why couldnât I remember anything?
Irritable emotions surged through me, occupying my mind chaotically.
The internal turmoil nearly drove me to the point of wanting to destroy everything.
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âDebra, calm down!â
My father immediately sensed that something was wrong with me, and he quickly tried to comfort me.
But it didnât work.
My head buzzed, like electricity was surging through my body.
The feeling was so uncomfortable that I gritted my teeth and pushed him away.
Because of my sudden fluctuation, the terrible power in my body resurfaced.
My surroundings began to shake uncontrollably.
All the random things on the sink started to tremble, and the glasses started clinking against each other as they shook.
No.
I couldnât let myself lose control again.
If things went on like this, I would destroy everything.