Chapter 93 Imposter Magic

• Diana couldn’t even say she was relieved to see the familiar faces of her friends.
• Olivier was barely standing on his own, heavily leaning his weight on Axel who looked as nearly as pallid as him. Their ghostly complexion was matched with a thin layer of sweat, which was apparent and glistening even from where Diana was.
• And the closer the pair of lovers got to her as they walked further inside the room, Diana’s frown deepened. She instantly noticed the bad tremors that plagued Axel when he murmured encouragement and soft platitudes to Olivier while also soothingly running a shaky hand against the weak werewolf's damp forehead.