84. The Next Ruler

[Myra]

I have never seen such mayhem. The covens were either hurling verbal insults at Celie or simply running to get their information across to their Elders. Celie has managed to create a barrier even though she didn’t want to. If I am not wrong, it’s not easy to get hold of Elders. Usually, they either roam different parts of the world after serving their covens or packs or clans, or they simply go incognito which simply means that one won’t get hold of them until they want to. Some still stay back and act as the advisor or are simply there as a helping hand, someone who commands respect. There are a few and I bet the people who have gone, have gone to these few, who crave power, more power and try to keep the leaders of their concerned pack or coven or clan in check.

“Bloodsuckers and their stupid dead brains,” Celie muttered,

“Oi. You are one of them now,” Damian shoots back without any heat.

“As if I wanted to be one,” she retorts and gives Andrew a withering look which the ma