Alexander could still feel the burn beneath his skin. He could also feel all the eyes staring at him. Each with concern showing bright.
“I’m okay.” His voice croaked out.
“Who was in there with you?” The Seer asked.
Her eyes stared into his as if peering into his soul. “The old witch, but she is deformed.” Thinking back to the old woman, he described what she looked like.
Once finished, the Seer sat in contemplation for a while.
“She has no soul. That is why she is deformed. Only the stupidest and darkest of witches sell their powers. The reason we need to figure out is why she is tormenting you and after Ember’s kingdom. Witches don’t normally go after a shifter’s people.”
They all sat in silence, hoping the answer was going to come to them.
“Go to your meeting. I must speak
