Liza’s POV
The new room was muskier than the old one I was currently staying in. Smelled of herbs and potions, my nose twitched at the scent of the mixtures wafting through the room.
It had been four days since elder Fabian took me away from the pack in order to keep the pack safe and give Ryder space to think for himself without having to worry about my safety.
But it’s been six days since I was taken by the same rogues he had ordered to protect me. Every single one of them, as if under a spell, gathered me up in a hurry discarding their foods, clothes and whatnot and brought me to this place.
It reeked so much of magic and I know because of my memory with Celeste and the curse.
I had left a note hurriedly storing it under my bed to let Ryder know that elder Fabian had been the one
