#Chapter 220: a Mate’s Betrayal

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 a lamb; 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 I 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-It’s a fertility ritual!” Selena said, her eyes still so wide I could see the whites of her eyes