Chapter 335

Chapter 0335 Enzo When I kicked down the door of the witch’s hut, my eyes widened as I saw the bloody scene in front of me.

Selena was sitting on the floor in the middle of a circle drawn with chalk. In her lap lay the bloodied body of alambj; they had slit its throat, like some sort of sick ritual sacrifice. In front of her kneeled the witch, who was smearing the lamb’s blood onto Selena’s face with her bare hands.

They both froze when 1 kicked down the door. Selena whipped around to look at me, her eyes wide and her face covered with blood that was painted on her skin in strange symbols.

In the candlelight, she looked demonic.

“What the hell are you doing, Selena?!” I asked, taking a step backwards. I couldn’t fathom the reason behind why my fated mate was in this witch’s hut, performing some horrible ritual that involved the sacrifice of innocent baby animals.

«I-Tt’s a fertility ritual!” Selena said, her eyes still so wide I could see the whites of her eyes all the way around her irises. “That’s all; just a fertility ritual. I want us to have a baby soon, Enzo, and I’ve been having problems.

I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.” I shook my head. I didn’t believe a word of what Selena had said; something was seriously wrong here.

The fog in my head, the strange girl

that looked like Selena’s twin, the way that Selena opened a portal in a place that I didn’t remember going to, and the way that she hastily took me back to the mansion and locked me in my room... This wasn’t a fertility ritual.

This was something darker, more sinister.

“I don’t believe you,” I growled. I pointed then at the witch, who was standing now and staring up at me silently through her eyebrows. “And who is she?” “I’m just a simple witch,” the witch replied, her voice floating across the air in a sing-song tone that was surprising for such an old woman.

«That’s all. Your mate asked me to help her, and so I did.” [ believed the witch — to an extent. I

believed that she was just performing a service for Selena, but that service was far more sinister than a simple fertility ritual. As far as I was aware, fertility rituals didn’t involve the sacrificing of lambs and smearing blood on someone’s face.

“Baby, you're really overreacting.” Selena sighed and shoved the lamb’s body off of her lap, leaving the poor thing in a bloody heap on the floor. She stood, facing me. “I can see the fear in your eyes, but you don’t have to be afraid. Why don’t you believe me, your mate?” I shook my head. “If you want me to believe you, then tell me who that girl was in the woods earlier,” I said. “Tell me where we were. Tell me why you dragged me back to the mansion and locked me in my room, and tell me why

I have this thick fog in my head and can’t remember anything before two hours ago.” Selena was silent. I watched as her eyes shifted over to the witch, then back to me. They seemed to have some sort of unspoken understanding, and something about it felt horribly dark.

Whatever ritual they were performing... I somehow felt as though it had something to do with the fog in my head, as well as everything else.

“Baby,” Selena said, reaching for me with bloody hands. “..What girl are you talking about?” She cocked her head to the side, and as she did, I felt my head get more foggy. I stumbled backwards, shaking my head vigorously as my heart started to pound.

Selena was trying to cast a spell on me.

“Get away from me,” I murmured, placing my hands over my ears and gritting my teeth. “I don’t trust you.”