Chapter 33. The Beta and the Witch

Maverick rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time that day. He found himself doing that more often ever since Cinnia Ramilek appeared in Denzel's life and by extension, his.

This time, Cinnia Ramilek was not the direct cause of his misery and frustration but she had a hand in it. Denzel had notified him via text— because the mind-link is not as strong over a wide distance—that he and Cinnia would not be returning that night and so he had to take care of pack duties.

It was not a problem. He loved being Beta. What he did not love was being awoken by four a.m. in the morning because a certain witch had decided to show up at the gates.

He was still skeptical of Sophie—well, he was skeptical of all witches. They were the same. They were a cunning, malicious bunch that the werewolves had managed to suppress after a long, long time.

Yet, with Cinnia's arrival, she had brought one of them along with her and now it was Maverick's problem.

"If you are here for Cin