I ground my jaw as I watched Odessa squirming and struggling as she knelt, her muscles tensing.
Magic...
I scanned my gaze around, searching for the witch who had her held down. The people were silent as the sound of high heels clicking on the marble floors echoed.
I soon spotted the person responsible, Lucinda. She had her right hand outstretched and clenched into a fist, her robe and hair blowing around her.
She stared at Odessa condescendingly as she walked toward her from the other end of the hall, the crowd giving way for her.
"As a delegate of the Luminari Coven, I want to step forward and state that that outburst from Odessa Pierce wasn't witchcraft." Lucinda declared with a loud voice that boomed around the hall, demanding attention and respect from her fellow witches and the humans.
The werewolves looked on with skepticism, some of them murmuring to themselves.
