Chapter 12 A Sacrifice To Be Made

Liam and Wilona were by my side as we strode to the WitchWolf’s Apothecary. For some reason, I was afraid of what I would learn about my fate but determined at the same time. I needed answers to why an ordinary girl with no will to live suddenly gets tangled up in some fantasy bullshit that I cannot run away from—even though I so desperately wanted to. As Liam nudged the door open for us to walk into, my senses were immediately greeted by the sweet scent of the earthy aroma of the room. As I looked around, my gaze was immediately captivated by an array of plant vases, each a diverse species.