Chapter 185 Silent Storm
- || Lilac’s POV ||
- The council hall's heavy oak doors swung shut behind me with a finality that echoed in my bones. I pressed my palms against my thighs, willing them to stop trembling. The scent of melted flesh and wolfsbane still clung to my clothes, no matter how many times I scrubbed at my arms.
- Witches. In the council. Among us.