Ava's POV
When I came back the safe house was in chaos like a pot of boiling soup, almost everyone's voice was equally loud and I couldn't hear what they were saying.
This state of disarray almost made me think that something bad had happened to Aaron.
"So are you sorry or happy?" Fog asked.
I honestly don't know.
I walked up and Aaron looked okay, not worse for wear, and certainly not knocked out with a stick by his sister.
"What happened?"
"I heard a werewolf killed the Witch Farrell," a passing werewolf told me. "The safe house is no longer necessary, we should fight them bravely and get them out of our territory."
"I'm glad to hear that." I said dryly and heard Fog start screaming in my head.
"Did we kill a head witch?"
She asked me with a loud growl. "Is this true?!"
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