Lance's POV
The air was suddenly filled with fog when she disappeared.
I sighed walking back to the pack. I don't know why the witch came to me, but I knew she definitely didn't do something without a reason. She came here for a reason, one I didn't know, but I knew I would find out.
She might suddenly do something, I don't know who she'll go after this time, this was definitely a warning.
"I think it's something else." My wolf said.
"I also feel that way too, I think she came here to say something." I agreed.
"Or maybe she has." My wolf continued.
"But I haven't gotten the picture she's painting." I ruffled my hair in frustration.
I sighed in relief when I entered the Pack grounds, I could see a very worried Maisie outside the enforcer's office.
"Lance, I was so damn worried." She ran to me, hugging me.
"Maisie, calm down. It's okay." I held her close.
It was like the moment we hugged, her face changed from fear to relief.