CHAPTER 147
RAINA’S POV
I took a step back and tried to find her eyes in the darkness, but nothing was visible. I was a little hesitant now but the sympathy I felt for Margaret pushed me to stay. I had never encountered a witch in person, I had only heard about them in bedtime stories and tales of other people who had come across them. Did that explain the way her hands looked like old wood? But how could she be a Lycan queen and still a witch?
“This is quite overwhelming,” I said and cleared my throat, “How are you a witch, Margaret? Only a few days ago you told me you were a Lycan queen.”
A little laughter, I noticed that her voice grew raspier and started to take on an eerie tone. My mind was suddenly jittery with a strange, foreboding feeling, but I ignored it. There was something
