Chapter 299: The Council Leader They Wanted

As everyone stood, including the coven leaders, my eyes fixed on a large wooden door on the opposite side of the room. The moment we were all on our feet, the whisper of clothing and shuffling of feet stilled, that door swung outward and a line of people walked through.

Dressed in jet velvet robes trimmed in blue, the members of the High Council of North American Witches strode with aplomb and self-importance toward the raised platform and their appointed seats. My eyes scanned their faces, but with the exception of Andre's tiny smile, none of the members showed a hint of emotion.

Okay then. As much as I wished they were a little more light-hearted, I could understand why they were keeping things somber. As long as their closed faces didn't mean they'd already set their minds against my mother.

Each of them sat, two obvious gaps in the lineup. One where the Hayle member should have been, though there was no seat placed there. It seemed even they understood the spot was supposed to b