CHAPTER 68
Storm’s POV:
“That was… uncalled for,” Ravena said as we took our seats in the backseat of the cab, preparing to return to the pack house.
Our meeting with the seer... was uncalled for. I walked away with way more questions than answers, and my head was throbbing, Like someone had taken a hammer to the back of it.
And the weirdest thing, Every time I closed my eyes, these crazy colors would burst out – like fireworks, but inside my eyelids, It was almost blinding.
I gritted my teeth as I adjusted the blonde wig on my head properly, avoiding Ravena's piercing gaze. I could feel her eyes, feel the questions brewing in her mind and on the tip of her tongue. She has tried speaking to me back at the seer's tent but I paid her no mind, Lost in my troubled thoughts.
I faced aw
