“Ty said the witch has just arrived. She’s being escorted to the house now,” the lycan announced.
Leaders of every pack we had treaties with would be present tomorrow for the strategy meeting. Out of all of them, Emerald Flame was Scarlet Meadow’s oldest and closest ally. They had a witch of their own, whom they kindly offered to send here earlier in hopes she could help us find any more relevant information before our assembly. Since the pack house was protected against magic, my house was a good location for our witching hour, which meant that girls' day had to be cut short.
“Do you have everything you need?” I asked my best friend.
“I believe so.” She gave her bag a couple of light taps. “But if I happen to need anything else, I can just teleport it here.”
“You can teleport things?!
