2:2- Not The Only One

Crysanthi POV

I could sense he was a wolf, an evil bastard of a wolf, but he wasn't a rogue. He was a pack wolf, but the rest them in the building were rogues. He was working with them, and the dark witch standing next to him. There was another witch in the building too, but she wasn't very powerful, which only made me further question what I had teleported into.

"I think I'm the one who should be asking that. What is going on here exactly?" I spoke with all the authority I could muster, given the confusing situation.

The witch started mumbling some sort of spell, so I instinctively reacted.

"I don't think so, witch!" I exclaimed as I put my hand out to freeze time.

As I froze time, all I could think about was the way my father used to scold me, telling me that freezing time should only be used in the most dire of situations. I rationalized his scolding by telling myself that this was infact one of those situations. I had no idea where I wa