Chapter 105

Gabriel's POV

"Light the fire."

With Seven's voice, the wolves around him quickly ignited the tree branches around the large hole.

The branches surrounded the big hole, and they were doused with gasoline on top of them. In just a few short seconds, the fire spread from the point where it was lit to both sides, and soon surrounded the whole hole.

The fire was slowly moving closer to the middle, and in about a few more minutes it would have reached me.

"What are you doing?" I looked around. There were no witches here, only this one hole.

"There's no use in you knowing that," Seven had the werewolves push down all the remaining rogues, and he just smiled at me with some madness in his eyes, "Your best bet is to close your eyes and meet the death you've long guessed."

"But I want to get it all together when I die. I want to be able to answer God when he asks me what I died for." I said.