BRYN
The maid brought us to a wooden platform on a top of a hill where drinks and snacks were served. There were a few ladies, who all eyed me with hatred. And I remembered that my husband-to-be just chose them over me after what we were doing on the way here. I felt a little pang in my heart that I had to suppress quickly.
First of all, he is not even my fiance. He is Eiryn’s. And that would be her problem if I fail this job. Which I won’t. I’ll make Alistair dump me in the nearest future and he’ll be back to all those court ladies. Who cares, right? Right?!
Not me!
“Calm down,” Len whispered to me, “You look too agitated.”
“Can you blame me?” I threw a quick glance at him, “I am among witch slayers.”
“How lucky that you are a werewolf then,” Filin said and I wanted to hit
