At the Witch Mother's hut ( a few moments before shifting Rebecca to Asher's chamber) -
The Witch Mother sat on her shabby couch as Ashe rsat on the floor, his head resting on her lap. She gently stroked his hair as he closed his eyes and whimpered like a pup.
There was calm serenity in that shabby little hut. Asher finally sat up and looked at the Witch Mother.
" Ted has always been disobedient and strong headed but he never humiliated me. Neither did he do anything against Haven. He has always been my right hand and a brother. Was I being mean and cruel, sending him off to the dungeon? "
The Witch Mother smiled and scuffled his hair.
" You are the Alpha, My little Asher. Your decision is the law on these lands. "
Asher didn't seem content with her words however he asked another
