Chapter Eighty One

Xenia's Pov

I was strong willed, I walked down the forest as I approached the heart of the woods.

Lisa had pushed me to the wall for refusing to deal and cast Harlow away which had infuriated me more. I know for sure that these dark witches would still attack more and I don't want to die because of a weakling werewolf.

From a distance, I could hear the witches casting their spells and doing their chants and it made my footsteps hurry along on their own will.

I got tense as I realized they were performing a dark spell.

But what could it be for?

Well, this wasn't the time to ask questions.

I wasn't supposed to feel excited and I was about joining the dark and rebellious witches but then I had to do it anyway if it meant that I would be able to bring Harlow down.

On getting there as I followed their voices, I saw each and everyone of the black magic witches dressed in black cloaks as they were deeply immense in whatever ritual they were doing.

"I have finally come to acknowledge being