‘In the hearts of witches, love and hate lie close together and often tumble over each other.’ -George MacDonald
Ember
The next day, Killian and I wasted no time on the mission we had to accomplish. We had fresh horses saddled up and waiting for us in the stables. We climbed on our fresh mounts and rode towards the Sea Witch Coven. It was only a few hours away from the pack so we would be there in no time.
The ride there was quiet as Killian and I stayed alert for any trouble like we had on our last trip. Bastet slept in my lap the whole ride there. I could feel and hear him purring as he slept. I loved it when he purred.
When we arrived at the gates to the Sea Witch Coven, we stopped and the guard looked us over. There was only one guard at the gates. They were at the very edge of
