Chapter 285

Harper’s POV

The moment the carriage rolled past the gates, I knew trouble had come again.

“Why do people keep coming uninvited everyday?” Valerie whispers beside me.

I chuckled “how do I know?”

I returned my gaze to the carriage admiring its beauty. The carriage is a perfect black wood that gleams like glass, silver edges catching the afternoon sun, wheels that barely make a sound against the gravel. Even the horses look unnatural like they’ve been trained not just with reins but with magic.

At the center of the door sits a crest I recognize immediately.

Eastern Covens.

“Tge eastern covens?” It was my turn to whisper back to Valerie

“I guess so”

A few warriors that were being us shifted uneasily beside me. Everyone knows who the eastern covens are. They are the strongest of all witches in this realm. They are not exactly the nicest people to deal with and have encounters with but at this point, we can’t help ourselves.