I don't need your help.

It was the middle of the night, but Camille couldn't sleep. She was twisting and trembling in her bed. Anger was boiling inside her, and she could not rest, no matter how hard she tried. Finally, she gave up and sat on her bed. She felt humiliated.

Until this morning, Camille believed that the Mother would change her mind and allow her to complete her mission without interruptions. Yet she continued with instructions that were given to her. Camille convinced Sean to let her go on the run. She used her powers to shift and lead the warriors to the specific destination where other witches were supposed to wait to meet her.

And they were there, four older witches from her coven. Camille was sure the Mother personally chose them, as most of them worked with her closely. Camille was livid, as it seemed like the highest witch did not believe she was competent enough for her task. Since their conversation, she has tried to understand Mother's intentions, but she could not find any reasonabl