Ally's POV

　　The moonlight filters through the grand windows of the ballroom, casting a silver glow over the polished marble floors. I stand in the centre of the room, my heart racing as I watch the witches on my side work together to restrain Nathan's witch. They drag her into the room, her eyes wide with fear and her body trembling from the forceful grip of my allies.

　　"Let go of me!" she shrieks, struggling against their hold, but it's clear that she is no match ...