Chapter One Hundred and Two

LISA'S POV

He had me tied as well as the others. I felt like such a failure, knowing fully well that I had failed them. I wasn't worthy to be their queen, it wasn't in my position to carry that crown because I'd failed and was even mortified to be among them.

The witches were all tied up and I assumed that they were probably furious with me. I had let them down just the day that they wanted to give me the crown. I didn't prove my worthiness, instead, I let them down.

Maximo was celebrating with his pack as they all cheered, carrying wine all around…I was furious with them because they were behaving like they were some children and it only pissed me off more.

He was happy because he had proclaimed victory but I was sure that I wouldn't let him go. " Maximo," I called and he turned his attention back to me.

He looked like he was furious with the way I called out to him and him and knowing that he had more power at this point, I gulped down a large sum of my saliva as he walked over