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“This is my true residence.”

Kassandra took out a piece of parchment from her bag, and on it, a location emerged with ink that hadn’t completely dried.

Cyril was well aware of the importance of this parchment; it was Kassandra’s most substantial gesture. The true location of McGo Family’s residence had always been a closely guarded secret, an unspoken understanding among all members. Only each McGo Family head had the right to know and reside at this authentic location. The rest of the clan lived in separate houses, skilled in concealing their whereabouts, rarely revealing their true identities. They would only do so under the command of the head.

“What about the house that was attacked?” Hazel inquired.

Kassandra gazed at her. “Once we left town, it’s a farm to the southwest. My cousin Malissa lives there.”

Her cousin Malissa and her two daughters had always resided on the farm, leading peaceful lives, never having any conflicts with others. Malissa had always been a gentle soul, and Kassandra had a deep affection for her, especially her two daughters. The attackers must have known this, hence their choice to target the farm.

Almost every member of McGo Family lived separately. They only gathered when significant events occurred.

“Kassandra, I’ll get to the bottom of this,” Cyril assured, emphasizing his commitment. Regardless of whether this issue had any real connection to The Iron Star Pack, Cyril needed to make Kassandra trust his intentions.

“I trust you, but for now, I have to leave.”

Kassandra nodded. She’d sensed her clan waiting outside the door of her small residence. They appeared to be angry. As the head of McGo Family, Kassandra had to consider the overall interests of the clan. This matter required an explanation to the members.

“Don’t worry,” Hazel reassured Kassandra.

For some reason, Hazel always felt a warm connection when she saw Kassandra.

“Continue to keep an eye on Fiona. I’ll come back to you.”

Kassandra nodded and got up, moving towards the door. Cyril gestured with a nod, and Hazel watched as Kassandra left.

Leaving Cyril’s private estate, Kassandra quickly made her way to her small residence. As she arrived at her front door, a large gathering of clan members was already assembled, anger etched on their faces. Malissa and her two daughters stood on the side, displaying anxious expressions. Malissa was attempting to maintain calm among the clan members and prevent any conflicts.

“Quiet.”

Kassandra’s voice was steady and low, but it carried an undeniable authority. The moment the clan members heard her voice, they immediately silenced themselves. They dared not provoke Kassandra, as she was the head and possessed remarkable talents. McGo Family members automatically divided into two rows, allowing Kassandra to pass through their midst, her expression serious and commanding.

“Kassandra, you’re aware of the attack, aren’t you?”

Eirika spoke up, clad in a blue robe. Eirika was Kassandra’s cousin and held a disapproving stance on this matter. She saw The Iron Star Pack’s members attacking her cousin Malissa’s farm as an overt provocation to the witches’ clan. Kassandra nodded, her face revealing anger.

“What do you think we should do?” Valerie asked, dressed in a green robe. Valerie had a deep love for her family and wouldn’t allow anyone to attack it. No one had ever dared to attack McGo Family before. The Iron Star Pack had made a grave mistake this time.

Kassandra remained silent, her eyes scanning every person present. She could tell who genuinely loved the family and who intended to provoke war. Kassandra’s gaze was sharp, and she noticed Janice standing in a corner, looking rather unnatural. Kassandra knew her cousin had never been particularly fond of her, but she had always wanted to be closer to her. Janice forced a feigned smile, not wanting to see Kassandra but feeling obligated to be present.

The audacity of The Iron Star Pack to attack McGo Family astonished everyone. It provided an opportunity for Putnam and Tania to step in.

“What do you think we should do?” Kassandra threw the question to the clan.

As a matrilineal lineage clan, McGo Family consisted of women. They would choose male witches for unions and, if a girl was born, she would stay with McGo Family. If it was a boy, he would leave with his father. This was how they maintained their bloodline, preserving the purity of their witch heritage.

McGo Family had different factions within, and each faction was represented by a specific colored robe. Blue robes symbolized knowledge and were responsible for storing books and teaching ancient texts. Green robes represented herbs and were in charge of harvesting and preparing medicinal herbs. Yellow robes stood for tools and were responsible for clan tools, while purple, the exclusive color of the head, represented magic. Only the clan head possessed significant magical powers.

Every member of McGo Family owned a black robe for uniform wear during gatherings.

Eirika and Valerie exchanged a glance, not understanding Kassandra’s meaning.

“We must make The Iron Star Pack pay,” Eirika stated. Witches and werewolves had never had conflicts, so she couldn’t comprehend why The Iron Star Pack, the world’s largest pack, would initiate an attack.

“Eirika’s right, I support this,” Valerie said, her face filled with anger.

“Maybe we should hear what Kassandra has to say,” a witch in a yellow robe walked out from the crowd. Her eyes were brown, and she fixed them on Kassandra.

“If you believe that The Iron Star Pack should pay…” Kassandra turned her back to the people, “then I will grant your wish.”

The witch in the yellow robe hesitated, not comprehending why Kassandra would make such a decision. She couldn’t ignore the severity of the matter.

Janice, on the other hand, seemed quite pleased with the outcome.

Kassandra turned to face the crowd once more, an unusual glint in her eyes. She raised her wand, and her purple eyes filled with dark energy.

“McGo Family will break ties with The Iron Star Pack!”

Kassandra’s followers all shouted in unison, “Rupture… Rupture…”

With Kassandra’s intent to make The Iron Star Pack pay, Putnam and Tania would have a chance to lead their own group to attack The Iron Star Pack while Cyril struggled to manage the situation. At the mere thought of this possibility, Janice felt victory was within her grasp. By helping Putnam and Tania resolve this matter, she would be able to focus on Kassandra, potentially causing her to lose her position as the head.

Janice wore a smug smile, which didn’t escape Kassandra’s notice. The witch in the yellow robe wanted to speak but received a look from Kassandra, signaling her to remain silent.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’ll handle this matter. For now, you can all go,” Kassandra said, her purple eyes scanning each clan member. McGo Family members began to leave, with only the witch in the yellow robe remaining in place. Janice gave Kassandra one more look, then left with a satisfied smile.

“Gremma, come inside with me,” Kassandra said after everyone had departed. She opened the door to her residence and invited the witch in the yellow robe, Gremma, inside.

Gremma nodded and pursed her lips tightly. She followed Kassandra into her home.

“Kassandra, was this your decision?” Gremma inquired.

Kassandra smiled and then shook her head. “This wasn’t my real decision, but I had to say it,” she told Gremma. She had a great deal of trust in her. Gremma was her cousin, and although Malissa’s farm had been attacked, and The Iron Star Pack’s emblem was found there, Gremma hadn’t jumped to conclusions right away. Cyril wasn’t a fool, and his clan members shouldn’t have been involved in such a matter.

“Have you met Cyril?” Gremma’s gaze was fixed on Kassandra.

Kassandra nodded, sharing the details of her conversation with Cyril. If they were to play their cards right and draw out the culprits, she couldn’t keep the truth from everyone. Gremma was someone she trusted, but she also needed to consult a few more trusted individuals.

“Play our cards right?” Gremma asked.

“Gremma, McGo Family has a traitor among us,” Kassandra’s face bore a mysterious, enigmatic smile. She continued, “I need your cooperation.”

Gremma, stunned by Kassandra’s revelation, replied, “Cooperate with what?”