Chapter Two Hundred And Forty-two: Asher And Devon

"Give me your word that you would help me find my mother or I would leave you to your damnation " Demanded the young witch who appeared by his side.

"I give you my word" Asher pledged, hoping this was enough to convince the girl.

"Fine, let's go," she urged him to his feet and they ran out of the room of wailing vampires.

"What was that? How did you do it?" Asher was curious at the extent of her abilities as she led him into the room after making some incantation on the door.

The girl just like other witches was human and young, probably at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he couldn't exactly tell.

She had blonde hair with these exceptional blue-brown eyes that glinted with intelligence. If there was anything Asher noticed about her, it was the fact she was more knowledgeable than her age.