Victor summoned the White Witch to his office. Victor’s temper flared up like wildfire as soon as she entered the room.
“I don’t understand why you couldn’t have warned us about the rogue attack.” His eyes blazed with fury, his voice booming in the small room. “You’re supposed to be the witch with all the answers. So why didn’t you see this coming? What good are you if you can’t predict a simple attack?”
The White Witch was getting more irritated by the second. She could feel her blood boiling with anger. She clenched her fists, her eyes flashing with fury. “I’m not a seer, Alpha Victor,” she spat her voice tight with frustration. “I can’t predict every single attack that’s going to happen. And even if I could, what good would it do? I don't remember you listening to me. You act with no
