'Alpha Damian,' Ethel murmured in her mind.
A powerful werewolf would undoubtedly be capable of killing a witch. She shuddered at the thought. She couldn't enter his territory unless she returned a favor.
"Why would he help me? He will kill me, not to mention help me."
"Hmm…" Pauline gave a nod. "It is true that he is cruel. But every strong person has a weakness. Alpha Damian is not exceptional either."
"Oh…" Ethel cast her an inquisitive look. "What is his weakness?"
Pauline moved closer to her and said discreetly, "I have found out that he is looking for a cure for an inherited disease. It is a secret. Only his few loyal servants know about it. You can offer him the cure."
"I see." Ethel curled her lips into a sly grin. She only needed a piece of Damian's clothing or his hair to figure out what inherited disease he had. It was no big deal for her to collect it. All she had to do was hide in the woods and wait for him to come for a run.
