Liza’s POV
The enchantress had left the house a few hours again but I still stood shaken by some of her words , my mind reeling and spinning with the words that she had spoken.
The images of many more witches destroying a group of Lycans or werewolves in general, I couldn’t get rid of the constant thoughts of what could have happened in the pack.
“Why was I being so concerned about it?” I thought as I cradled the baby in my arms.
“The pack would very soon be brought to ruins..your father would be proud to see that you were more lucky than he was; to have escaped from the debauchery of those evil creations.” The enchantress had commented.
“Or do you not thank the stars that you were finally set free?” Her question stuck and lingered in my head.
The day was wading quickly and I still h
