Chapter 103

RAINA’S POV

“I’ll be back soon.” I said to my maid as soon as I was fine dressing. “You know what to do if anyone asks of me,” I faced her with a glare.

Before I could take any more steps, she blocked the room’s entrance with her body, preventing me from leaving.

“I can’t allow you do this, Raina. I’ll be in deep trouble if the Alpha knows about this. Please, stay” she tugged at the hem of my dress with fear written all over her face.

“What’s wrong with you? You dare call me by my name now?”

“I’m sorry about that, but I’m definitely not allowing you go anywhere.” She insisted, “not without the Alpha’s permission.”

‘Da mn you,

Rex!’ I cursed inwardly. If only he hadn’t changed my maid after I survived the punishment. My previous maid dare not question me or be bold in front of me to stop me from going anywhere I intended to.

“How about this?” I tried thinking about something to be free from her and everyone. “Why don’t you tell the alpha that I went to play with

my friends?”

“That’s dumb! He surely wouldn’t believe me, knowing you don’t have a friend to play with since you returned.”

I’m not going anymore.” I resigned,

snapped at her, using one of the control talisman that I had left with me to

pat her back happily, heading out without restraint. The talisman wouldn’t hurt her

It has been a while I stepped my legs out of these boundaries, kudos to my brother who doesn’t want me to misbehave

the pack boundaries, a sense of

had been far too long since I had ventured beyond the confines of our

desire to claim what was rightfully mine. Rex may have thought he could control me, but I refused to be bound by

my heart pounded with anticipation. I was headed

werewolf witch, rumored to reside deep within the woods. Whether she truly existed or not was uncertain, but I was willing to

my goals.

of the trees swayed gently in the breeze, casting dappled

my journey through the forest, the dense foliage overhead casting eerie shadows on the forest

shade of a gnarled oak tree. She appeared weathered and worn, her wrinkled face lined with the passage of

called out tentatively, hoping to get some information about the location I sought. “Can you tell me if I’m on the

eyes flickered with recognition at the mention of the name, and she

coven of Delilah, do you?” she croaked, her voice raspy

finding my way to the legendary

the ancient oak tree, then turn west and follow

her directions, grateful for the guidance. But

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