"Lucinda?" I furrowed my eyebrows, whispering to myself when I saw her. "What's she doing here?"
The rising star of the Luminari coven who was also a delegate of the coven... Until she attacked me during the Charity Ball.
She wore a white robe, her hair arranged into a stylish chignon. But then two more people walked through the entrance and stood beside her, seeming more menacing.
One was a male witch and the other a female, both looking like they were over their fifties.
I knew them.
They were the coven's disciplinary council, enacting judgment on behalf of the coven elders.
Suddenly, like a wave, it seemed as if every single wolf in the event hall caught a whiff of the witches stepping into the event hall. All heads swerved to the entrance of the hall, whispers and murmuring rippling as well as confusion.
"What are those witches doing here?" Thorian's voice was clear and firm as he turned his gaze all the way to Kaelos and me, his eyes filled with suspicion.
