Coming back from the pit of darkness was causing her a headache when Alohi woke up from deep slumber.
Despite her hazy vision, she was able to outline the outrageous figure of Alpha Nathanial.
“This is all because of you, witch. If anything happens to my Luna, I will burn you alive.”
“Nathan!”
Using every shred of her strength, Alohi hardly managed to utter his name.
“Luna!”
Alpha Nathanial’s response illustrated Lucas’s distraught. He pushed away Mrs. Doris, who tried to come forward, and hugged her.
“How are you feeling now?”
She raised her hand with great difficulty and placed it on his back.
“I am perfectly alright.”
Nathanial looked at her pale countenance suspiciously, his amber orbs searching for truth.
“Your face was smeared with blood in the middle of night, and you are saying that nothing has happened.”
“It’s just a sign of witch’s sign weakness, Alpha. The Princess has overused her powers in a short time.”
“Luna!”