Chapter Twenty-Two

Celeste’s POV

I have been back in the heart of the coven for well over a week now. I feel lost and among all these witches I feel more alone than I have in the last two decades. I want to be back in my little cottage, alone in the forest. At night I dream of Nikita and I wake with sweat pouring from me. I don’t know if she is alive and if her pregnancy continues. It makes sense why she turned up at my door that day with Keeva. She wanted to know if there was any way to end her pregnancy. I would not have helped her do such a thing, but I could have been there to help her walk a different path than the one laid before her. She would not have returned to her pack if Alia had not been there to interfere.

I thought she might have gone to my cottage to make up with me by now. She hasn’t contacted me with the instructions I left for her. I was angry when I said those things. Surely she knows that? I am yet to be dragged in front of the High Council to be formally forgiven a