Chapter 90
“What’s the emergency, Zarah?” She took us to her house in a peaceful neighborhood for the first time.
“Big rock. Congratulations,” said the pretty Asian girl with long, straight hair. She was around my age, but we’d never met.
“Thanks. I’m Nirvana.” I offered my hand for a handshake.
“Aira. The witch apprentice,” she said humorously, shaking my hand. “Who’s the lucky man?”
“That would be me. Knight.”
“Knight? Like Knight with K in shining armor?”
Knight chuckled. “Precisely, but I left my armor in the Californian desert.”
She whistled. “With humor, too. Are all alphas hot? Well, except for an old wannabe alpha. Thank Goddess, he’s dead.”
“Oh.” I was genuinely surprised. “There’s a witch apprentice?”
“Aira, not now. Glad you two made it.” Zarah had opened books before her.
“Nirvana, you’re here.”
I turned around and saw Dylan. “Hey. How long you’ve been here.”
We hugged each
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