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Without thinking clearly, Aidan whipped a lash of ice that wrapped around the sorceress and tore her from the Selenia’s arms.

Isa’s body flew toward him, slamming into his chest as his boots hit the ground.

When Aidan looked down and saw Nyx’s dagger lodged in his mate’s chest, he couldn’t believe it.

Nyx couldn’t have done this… she wasn’t that kind of person!

"Aidan, things aren’t what they seem! This is all a trap!"

"STOP LYING, DAMN YOU!" Edmund’s voice thundered in the air as a circle of runes lit up beneath the black-haired woman’s feet.

At least his useless daughter had managed to bring this woman into the trap carved underground.

"I saw you! You pushed that dagger into Isa’s chest! You did it to steal that traitor for yourself!" he shouted with hatred, pointing at Aidan, who was on his knees holding Isabella.

The most powerful warlocks on the continent emerged, lifting the spell that had kept them hidden.

There were many, concealed in the shadows of trees and natural