Chapter 92 Dangerous Delivery

• The Alpha remained silent, analyzing me. He clasped his hands on my face and turned them, his fingers gently wiping away the tears.
• “Is there something that made you believe your mother is the dark witch?” he raised an eyebrow.
• “Yes, when Denver taught me extracorporeal magic...” I replied carefully, seeing his expression change as I pronounced the wizard's name. “I saw two women fighting, and Philippa, my mother, was there, her eyes consumed by darkness.”