Lance's POV
I couldn't believe my eyes, I was staring at the lifeless body of the witch.
She had been a powerful one, and she was the reason for my headache, she caused me a lot, almost killed my mate, and almost killed my child in the womb.
I was today's year old when I found out we shared the same father.
The way I felt relieved when I saw her lying dead, I've never felt such immense happiness about someone's death.
She couldn't disturb me or Maisie's sleep anymore, she won't disturb the Pack or another one.
This has to be the most satisfying death I've witnessed, and from her screams, I knew she didn't die peacefully, she died in pain, from the blood and tears.
I looked at Shantel and Mrs. Walter, and the stupid maid who brought my son here. I didn't feel sorry for them, they deserved it.
I smiled, turning to Raina, "I don't know how to thank you to express my heartfelt gratitude.."
"You're doing it." She replied, earning a smile from me.