Claimed By My Ex's Uncle
The power of ancient magic charged the atmosphere with tension, all eyes glued to that witch as every passing second flared our anxiety.
Within a few minutes of chanting, the impostor hissed, her body jerking as glowing symbols flared across her skin. Nora’s spell worked its magic as the illusion started peeling away, revealing her true form ashen skin etched with dark lines and veins, eyes glowing an unnatural crimson. She screamed, the sound scraping against my bones.
My throat tightened to see that the impostor was a sired vampire.
Witch Nora slammed her staff onto the floor, her voice laden with grim authority. “Spell broken.”