CHAPTER Fifty Seven

　　Ariana's POV

　　"What do you mean by that?" I felt chilled, I had just encountered my mother's killer and couldn't identify him, "who's he?" I whispered in trepidation, seeming to know who the person would be but still needed confirmation, he waved his hands and I stared at the image projected before me, "the TV guy" I whispered, "his name is Dylan Sabastine" I looked at Eric, confused, "but what crime did my mother commit?"

　　"The rich don't care about the poor" tears trickled down my cheeks when I remembered how cruelly my mother had been killed, I would have died that day but was rescued by a hunter, the scars were still on my arm to prove my near death from the hands of that cruel man, "back in the days, witches and werewolves never get along, I guess he found out your mother was a witch"

　　"Was that enough reason to get her killed?" I wailed, "my mom would never hurt a flea. I'm going to avenge my mother's death, a life for a life and I'm going to do so right now"