Chapter 36

• Claire's POV
• Daniel took a deep breath in, his chest rising and falling with a mix of emotions. My revelation had clearly struck a chord within him, and for a moment, the room seemed to hold its breath in anticipation of his response. When he finally spoke, his voice was laced with a weariness that only added to the layers of complexity between us. "A witch," he mused, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed the information. "Haven't you heard that to trust a witch is to invite your very demise?"
• My heart sank as I lowered my head, the weight of my actions and their consequences settling heavily on my shoulders. I couldn't argue with his skepticism; the supernatural world was filled with treacherous alliances and hidden agendas. Trusting a witch was a risk that could lead to unimaginable consequences.