Chapter 23

Where the heck did those witches disappear from, anyway? The woodland is where they stay. The town appeared deserted. I sniffed the air around me and discovered the scent of a single witch. Following the trail, I came to an old, craggy cottage.

After partially opening the door, I cautiously approached it and entered the room. “Who are you?” An elderly witch inquired.

“I’m from Silver Canine’s pack. My Alpha needs help,” I remarked, gazing at the woman who appeared frail and doubted her ability to assist. “By the way, where have all the witches gone?”

“The Dark Angel’s warning sign scared everyone,” she whispered.

“I’m sorry. Who are they? I’ve never heard of them,” I said.

“Please take a seat,” she instructed, and I did so.

“If all the other witches left the town, why didn’t you?” I inquired. She smiled at my inquisitiveness.

“The Dark Angel guys don’t frighten me,” the elderly witch said as she poured me a cup of tea. “How do I add