CHAPTER 133: HALF CONFESSION

As Seraphina and I stood in the dim room, the air thick with anticipation, I turned to her, my confusion evident. “Why are they calling you ‘sister’? Do you know them?” I repeated the same question subconsciously.

Seraphina smiled gently, her eyes softening at me, “Edna, that's just how witches refer to each other. It's a term of kinship, not necessarily a familial connection. I don't know them but all witches are sisters.”

"No! You shouldn't tell her about us! She is the enemy of the witches!" The two invisible witches in the room blurted out but my mother didn't stop.

Their words made me feel bad because I was both a witch and a wolf but I didn't dwell on that.

What I wanted right now was information to help my mate, nothing else.

In fact, I shouldn't care about killers like them.

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. “So, it doesn't mean you're related to them?” I asked after pushing back my thoughts and coming to reality.

“No, it doesn’t. It’s a way of acknowledging our shared nat