Pain In My Neck

Third POV

It was night at the Pack and all members were all asleep. The witches of the dark on the other hand seemed to be the only being that weren’t sleeping. They were putting plans in place to bring pack members from the pack to the coven and make them witches. The atmosphere of the coven changed and the once purpled environ, was pitch black. Foams began to form right in front of the witches and it would eventually break away, revealing a hooded person.

“It is a pain in my neck that we have to give you signs in dreams to meet up with us every night and you eventually decline them” Periah stated, staring at the mystery being.

“My apologies, I needed to be sure no one was suspicious of my activities. I may have been with them as friends but one slight iota of doubt, it becomes a problem” the mystery being stated to the witches.

“So, what do you have for us” Mariah asked. The mysterious being, approached the witches and knelt before them.

“Masters, I am honored to serve this coven r