CHAPTER FORTY FIVE
LUCIAN’S POV
The moment the car pulled to a top outside the motel, I was the first one to rush out, blindly heading towards the stairs since the elevator was obviously not working again. I never understood why Greta insisted on staying in this grimy place when she could easily get a better place with better service at the outskirts of town and her presence still remain subtle to the werewolves. As much as the presence of witches was not so welcome in town, Greta had been very elusive about her visit here and so barely any wolves knew there was a witch in town. She had come in handy more times than I cared to count, much to my own dismay. I rammed on the door impatiently and almost immediately Tae opened the door. I rushed inside only to come to a halt when I noticed Fa
