Samantha’s pov
Their cold and expressionless faces instantly changed. Fear and worry seemed to seize their hearts. The sudden change in their icy, bitter expressions spoke volumes. Unlike the vampires, the witches were cowards. Why else would they accept them as their masters instead of establishing their own kingdom?
Their eyes wavered all over the place until they found their masters subdued in our hands. Their shoulders slumped, perhaps upon realising that they had failed this time. The wolves won.
One of them, who I assumed was the leader among the three of them, looked at me.
“We did nothing wrong. Everyone knows the vampires are our masters. They have full control over what we do. In fact, we witches are mere slaves to them. So you cannot punish us. You have to let us go. We we
