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.
• They each hung on every corner of the wall.