Chapter 144
A deep growl came from the door. Light shined through the crack. We all turned to stare at the door, and the crowd behind me froze. My heart pounded in my chest, the scent of fear and adrenaline filling the air. The door swung open and a woman stumbled through. A black cloak hung heavy from her shoulders, shrouding her body, but her face was clear. The hood of her cloak rested against her back as she swung her head wildy. She looked around at the crowd, her chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. I growled, and the sound fleshing tearing came from behind me as wolves shifted. Terror crossed the witches face and her gloved hands trembled. Yet, she stumbled forward. She looked over her shoulder, gasping for breath, her legs wobbly. She’s running from something. I relaxed, realizing
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