Chapter 58 WHERE DOES SHE STAND?

• When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Helena’s face prying closely at her. She looks worried. As if something had happened, which cause her to have that frightened look she had not yet seen before. Her eyes in a hazy blur that she needed to blink multiple times just so the sight beheld would soon get clear. The same ceiling greeted Devon. Extravagant chandeliers, and ornaments covered by gold. Sparkling rubies and diamond scavenge by who knows who. It was high, something she knew she had not grew up with as Being Luna Drossel. A daughter and a wolf who suffered banishment when she had done nothing. Deeds compensated by betrayals, of anguish fate cost her the way Luna hold’s their head beheaded before. When she faced the pack, her Alpha, asking a lot of why.
• But she brushed off the image, before it could bring back memories she has long forgotten. Devon shut done her orbs as they dwelled, mourning voices, which she can see vividly her younger self. When her eyes fluttered open again, they are long gone now.
• “Are you alright?” Helena asked, she was frowning deeply, but she looks pale. Her lips lost its reddish and vibrant color, and her cheeks, the blush vanish, diminished, bygone by something she haven’t had any idea about. Unbeknownst to Devon, it was because Helena spends a large amount of her magic just so she could redo Casper’s enchantment. By means of, same with the witches in Salem, her ability also fed off from her strength. It was ironic how she could withstand her weakening state, although Helena could have sworn that she could feel herself fainting earlier before she succeed. The enchantment that the God used is an old magic. It was just a relief that Helena is somewhat a bookish type. To read history and old scriptures are one of the things she rather fancies the most than be out same with witches and half vampire she is, who are all hunting for their own mate.