Meanwhile, Sienna and Adrian’s mother, Margaret, sat together in the Blackwood mansion, their laughter filling the sitting room. For the first time in days, there was no tension between them.
Sienna leaned back comfortably in her chair while Margaret watched her with obvious satisfaction, as though everything had finally fallen into place.
“I’m so glad Blair is finally gone and Adrian is free from her,” Margaret muttered, the corner of her lips lifting. “Blair was a cursed wolf. I’m not even sure she had a wolf, or if she was just pretending to. Look at her body. She looks so fat. That’s probably why every child she gave birth to died. A witch like her. Who knew she would end up barren?”
There was something almost bitter in the way Margaret spoke about Blair, as though even mentioning h
