Chapter 125; Stressed.

Ivorie's eyes snapped open to the loud banging of her door. With peachy eyes, she glared at the door with deep contempt. Groaning in frustration, she managed to lift her back off the bed even though every nerve in her system screamed against that. All she wanted to do was to just sleep.

“Who is it?” She barked at the knocker, not bothering to hide her anger. Whoever it was must know how displeased she was.

The door cracked open and a guard peeked through. It was Brennan.

“Luna, forgive me…”

“What is it? I do not need your apologies!” She cut him of curtly, still scowling like a disrespected peacock.

Brennan swallowed hard before going straight to the point, “The warriors that were sent to the Blackwood pack have returned, Luna.” He said.

“And?” She said, almost groaning again. Three weeks had passed and Nick and Liliana – the witch – had not been found. It was now up to her to find them and bring them to justice.

It would have been easy if Regan was there with her. But with the long a