Chapter 90. The one with stormblood

The Werewolf Seeress was already standing by the porch, and the Warriors situated at the Alpha’s home had already seen her. One of them had already walked into the house to call Alpha Killian already.

Rhiannon still approached the house.

One of the warriors stopped her before she got too close, “I’m sorry, leader, but the Alpha has instructed that no one visits him tonight,”

Rhiannon glared at the warrior softly, still radiating that soft, aftereffects of her powers, “I’m the Alpha’s daughter. I’m not visiting. I’m coming home to see my family, now get out of my way!”

She shoved past him immediately, and approached the Werewolf Seeress.

Then, she stopped right next to her.

She was exactly as Rhiannon remembered. Tall and draped in worn, blue robes. Her face was half-hidden beneath a silver veil, and she stood as though she were a statue, her pale, blind eyes fixed on a particular spot. Unblinking as usual.

“Seeress,” Rhiannon whispered.