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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 67

The black SUV kept going for miles with the mayor's hand covered over his face in shame. He refused to say or answer any questions and pleaded the fifth.

He maintained his gaze on the floor, ignoring his surroundings. His face was still out of color and he was tempted to ask how Erica found out about the council, but his instincts kept telling him he knew who it was. Useless Pickford, the animal, was lucky it was dead; otherwise, he would have physically killed him with his bare hands.

"Even if you plead the fifth, there will come a point where you have to talk," Erica broke the silence.

He maintained his gaze on the floor and ignored her. He had other bigger problems to worry about, and she was the least of them.

"How could you look at yourself in the mirror every morning when you have daughters?" She yelled out.