*ADRIENNE'S P.O.V*
THE WITCH? Was this "the witch?"
Arlana gave a brief smile and then ducked into the tent and took a seat beside me. She was even prettier up close.
"You are the witch," I asked, but it was more of a statement.
She nodded. "And you are... the Luna," she said, laughing softly.
What was she on about?
Was she a friend or foe? I was wary of her and told myself not to trust her pretty face and easy smile.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. "You said you are from the sss River pack. You are a long way from South America." I said, putting my hand over the fire.
Arlana shrugged. "I had a feeling to stop here before I continued my journey." She patted her stylish hair with a well-manicured hand. "Maybe the gods wanted to tell me something or show me something."
"The mo
