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ALPHA'S WITCH (Midnight Oath)

Content: (Warning! + 18 Sexual elements, Alpha Wolf, Witch, Cursed Love, Small Town, Young Wolf, War, Age Gap, Passion, Consensual Fantasy, Psychological Elements, Strong Female Lead, Drama, Romance) Bound by blood, sealed by magic. You have finally come, Rose's daughter... Eva Rose is the last and most powerful heir of a sacred witch bloodline. Kael is a cursed Crimson Alpha King. Centuries ago, on the night they discovered they were fated mates and were about to be married, their enemies attacked to destroy them both. To save Kael, Eva made a desperate choice , she trapped him in a magical sleep for 200 years. The price was her own life. But their love was so powerful that Eva did not truly die , she was reborn. Through her own bloodline, she returned to the world as the same woman, with the same soul, the same heart. Now, who is friend and who is enemy? And why does this man feel so strangely familiar? How can you escape someone who even visits your dreams?. 📌📚🔥
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Chapter 7

Joe turned to Eva with his handsome smile. He came up to her and held out the packages.

"Have a good day, Rose's daughter," he said and walked out of the market.

Eva was both surprised and irritated by his cocky attitude. Just as she was about to say something to old David, who wouldn't sell to her, Elly grabbed her by the arm and dragged her outside.

"Thank you, David! Have a good day!" she said, practically running out.

Eva couldn't contain her anger. "Let me go! I'm going to tell him off. He wouldn't sell to me but sold to Joe? He didn't accept you, he didn't accept me, but when Joe wants it, suddenly he agrees. What is this?"

Elly was laughing. "He's like the crown prince of this town. It's normal that he'd listen to him. Everything here depends on his family."

Eva grew curious. "What do you mean?"

"His father owns most of the workshops in town. He gives jobs to many people here. They've been living here for a long time, they're a well-established family."

Eva raised her eyebrows. "Well, look at that. The cursed girl can't get what she wants but the crown prince can. Let me ask you something..."

Elly turned her gaze away and nodded.

"In that tale you told me, what exactly is this Joe?"

Elly's face clouded with unease. "Never mind, let's go..."

Eva's eyes flew wide open in shock. She started giggling. "Could he be one of those demons you told me about yesterday? He reminded me of them..."

"Eva, stop making fun already," Elly said and got in the car.

Eva also got in laughing, following her. She put the market packages in the back, then got in the driver's seat next to Elly.

Eva thought they'd had enough action for the day.

But... Just as they were rounding a curve, a vehicle suddenly cut them off.

Eva slammed on the brakes to avoid a collision. The car skidded and stopped just short of the cliff.

"What's happening?" Eva whispered.

Elly's face had gone white as a sheet. "Eva... back up. Now!"

But it was too late. Masked men surrounded the car. They had clubs in their hands. Their faces were covered with black ski masks, only their eyes visible.

Eva locked the doors, but one of the men punched the window.

"Get out, Rose's daughter!" he shouted.

"Get lost!" Eva shouted back. Her heart was pounding wildly.

Another man came to the front of the car and began hitting the window with his club. The window, which had held for a bit, finally shattered with a loud crash.

Elly screamed. Eva gripped the steering wheel, trying to hit the gas, but the men had blocked the car's path.

Just then, a shadow burst from the forest.

A wolf. Compared to the giant wolf she'd seen on the forest road, this one was somewhat smaller, its muscles taut, its fur black-gray, its eyes shining silver.

The masked men, as if this were a familiar danger, suddenly organized themselves and pulled back. There wasn't even a trace of fear on their faces.

Inside the car, Eva and Elly sat slumped in their seats, watching him with fearful gazes in shock.

The wolf stood there for a few more seconds. Its eyes locked onto Eva's. There was something in that gaze... It wasn't the warm feeling like in the wolf she'd seen last time. It was looking at her with an icy, chilling sensation.

Then, in a split second, it turned and disappeared into the forest.

Eva's hands were trembling. She couldn't breathe. Reality and fantasy had now become intertwined. Who were these people and why were they attacking her? Moreover, what was that wolf? Was it trying to protect her?

"Eva... Eva, are you okay?" Elly's voice came from far away.

"What... what was that?" Eva whispered. "Did... did you see it too?"

Elly said, "I saw it." Her eyes turned to the forest and she murmured, "You know what it was," she said quietly.

Eva quickly shook off the shock, jumped in the car, and they drove away.

Half an hour later, they were sitting in the warm living room of Elly's house. Elly's mother, a middle-aged woman with a kind face, had brought them tea.

"It's so wonderful to see you, Eva," the woman said with a warm smile. "Having you here brings me great joy. Your grandmother was a wonderful woman."

Eva nodded, feeling warmth inside. "Thank you. She loved you very much too."

The woman murmured, "We loved her very much too. I'm sorry for your loss, Eva."

Eva could only manage, "Thank you."

A few minutes later, the woman began to talk. They spoke of the past, the town, memories.

Then the woman, caught up in the energy of the conversation, said something it slipped out.

"Your mother made a terrible mistake but... your grandmother tried so hard to protect us."

Eva froze, her brows furrowing. She was trying to understand what she meant. "What do you mean?" she asked.

The woman suddenly fell silent, her face turning ashen. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. That was wrong."

With hurried steps, she returned to the kitchen.

Eva turned to Elly curiously. "What did your mother mean?"

Elly's face was shrouded in darkness. She averted her eyes from Eva.

"I'm sorry," Elly said quietly. "My mother was talking nonsense..."

"Elly!" Eva shouted. "What does this mean?"

But Elly didn't answer. She just lowered her head, her hands trembling. Finally she composed herself. "I'll tell you when the time comes, my friend. Please don't ask now," she murmured.

Until this time, Eva hadn't heard a single word from her grandmother about her parents' death. It was as if it were an event that needed to be kept secret from everyone. Now, from the fear in Elly's eyes, she understood that something big had happened.

Everything was about to change. Eva could feel it.

But was she ready?

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