Chapter 9
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“Hmm, fate always has its way.” Sara muttered to herself as she watched Selene head back to the room.
“She looks just like her mother.”
From the distance Sara could see some spiritual things about Selene but she would rather not tell Selene about it.
She has been ordered by the Alpha to read Selene and find out who she is and why she's able to carry his baby but Sara didn't want to approach Selene yet.
Sara had an apprentice but because the apprentice is no longer with her she feels a little lonely, even though there are maids in her little mansion she still felt very lonely because of the girl’s presence.
“Dinner is ready.”
Sara closed the old looking window and turned to look at the maid whose head was lowered. She looked at her very well and noticed from the way her hands were trembling that she's probably a new maid in the witch house or she was punished by the head maid again.
“You're new.” Sara announced to her. The young lady was shocked to know that Sara recognized her to be new even though she has more than ten maids.
“Yes, Flora sent me here.” Sara sighed when she heard what the new maid said.
“I have told her several times, here is not a place to dump maids. She sent five last month and now this? I might have to speak to Dante about this.” Sara said showing her displeasure in the way Flora sent maids to her house as punishment. Meanwhile, the maid was shocked she referred to Alpha Dante so casually without adding honorifics.
Sara stepped out of her room and headed downstairs. The maid looked around the room when Sara left. She was wondering how Sara lives in such a beautiful room but she's referred to as a witch.
Though the outside of the witch house looks old and dirty, inside it is the total opposite of what outside looks like.
She followed Sara immediately.
Sara suddenly stopped on her tracks.
“What's your name?”
“Jojo.”
“What sort of name is that?” Sara whispered as she continued walking.
The dinning was very large, like there were up to twenty living in the house. Sara sat down and looked at the foods that were served.
Jojo was amazed to see how large the dinning was and Sara is the only one eating.
Jojo couldn't help but pity Sara because of her horrible fate of loneliness.
Sara’s eyes were sad, even though she tried to look like she was fine she actually wasn't because she's destined to live a lonely life, that's her fate.
“I have told the chef to stop making so much food.” Sara complained as she finally took a bite.
Jojo realized that the witch palace was the total opposite of what they were told, it's no wonder the people that were punished by Flora ended up never returning to the pack house.
Sara picked interest in the new maid and she felt she would be a good replacement for her former personal maid.
“Join me.”
Jojo swallowed her saliva the moment she heard what Sara said to her. It felt like a trap to her because why would the witch be requesting that she joins her for dinner.
Sara realized Jojo was still frightened by her to the extent she has refused to join her on the dining.
“Nevermind.” Sara said and ate her food alone.
The only reason she was very close with her personal maid is because she's the only one that didn't fear her like the others, and now that she's gone Sara might have to go back to her usual lonely life.
Jojo watched Sara eat and when she was done she walked away from the dinning.
“No disturbance till tomorrow.” Sara announced while she was heading to her room.
When Sara got to the room she sat on the couch in her room tiredly. Even though she was quite popular in the pack as she was known for her beauty, her destiny is to remain lonely for the rest of her life. At some point it's exhausting but who would want to be friends with a witch?
Sara is forty-two years old but she looks like she's in her early twenties, that's a mystery no one can understand.
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Ever since Selene arrived here Sara has been having a particular nightmare, it's through the nightmare she got to know what Selene’s mother looked like.
She's been trying her best to put the puzzle together but it seemed very difficult for her to sort the problem.
“She's really strange.” Selene muttered because when she saw Selene earlier she wasn't able to read anything about her which had never happened before. It's usually Sara’s specialty to read fate and destinies but she was unable to see anything in Selene's.
“She's carrying the Alpha’s baby and she’s looking very healthy, she hasn't fallen ill since she got here, which was very strange.
The mother Sara saw in her dream was human and not a werewolf which only proves that her father might be the one linked to their world.
There's something about Selene that weakens Sara’s energy.
“I need to have a word with her sooner.” The witch muttered.
She decided to go to bed so that she could get up early and visit her usual place. “It's that time of the year again.” Sara said a little above a whisper as she laid on the bed.
While she was laying on the bed she closed her eyes with the intention of falling asleep but the moment she closed her eyes she could see Selene standing in front of her.
Sara opened her eyes immediately. She was a little scared because such a thing has never happened to her, she's usually feared and not the one scared but this time things changed. Though it was a good thing to her, but she wasn't sure if she should be happy about it because it didn't look like a good sight to behold.
“What could it mean?” The witch asked herself as she was fully awke this time with no plans of falling asleep.
She knew that her nightmare has a very big meaning to it but she didn't know how to translate it even though she's a witch.
While she was still struggling to figure out what the nightmare could possible mean she heard a knock on the door.
Sara remembered clearly that she warned the maid not to disturb her until tomorrow.
“Who could it be at this hour?” Sara asked herself and stood up to get the door. When she opened the door she was shocked to see who was standing in front of her.
“Dante?” She called out looking shocked to see him standing in front of her room she such hour.
“What are you doing here? What if someone sees you?” Sara asked sounding worried.
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