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A Witch's Precious Son

Born from a line of witches, Igram Rivers was the only male child born of the Santris Witch Coven. A male child was frowned upon and was considered an abomination especially that they were born without magic. In order to hide his gender, his mother Fiona, cast a shapeshifting spell that gave him the ability to shapeshift into anyone. But his shifting had a life span. However, Igram was not happy with hiding from his real identity. When he was just a teen, he ran away from the coven and began a life of stealing rich people's identities. But what happens when he steals and shapeshifts into a cold-hearted billionaire not knowing it was his last shift and he gets stuck in a body of a vile murderous Satanic man being haunted by the Authorities and his cult?

MK20 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
139 Chs

Chapter 131

Brown felt his legs weaken as he grabbed a chair to lean on. The boy showed no regret or remorse or shame. They now understood why he was still alive and not dead like the mayor and the rest. He was family and deeply rooted in the council.

"What is your job in the agency? Why did you join the FBI?" Micheal asked.

He chuckled. They were asking him the most stupid questions he had ever heard.

"Spies are always inserted in every organization, and I do not think I should explain myself," he said as he looked away. "Or maybe you are just too stupid to understand that," he added.

Without a second thought, Brown tried to grab him but was quickly pushed back and taken out of the office by Michael and the Director. The useless boy had the audacity to mock him.

Sandwell could only glare at her former partner. She now understood how he was quick to find Melissa and how quick he was to point fingers at her.