Chapter 69: Handling Losses/Surprises in the Forest Pt. 2

Alastair:

Midnight was creeping in, and I stood outside the Shadow Veil’s packhouse. I had begun taking up smoking since the death of Valene; it was a terrible habit even for inhumans, but somehow the act of it would soothe me in some ways. 

Eventually, at the behest of Harlyn, I transitioned from nicotine to something made from the local witch coven. It wasn’t habit-forming, but it certainly helped with seemingly ceaseless depression and anxiety.

Though I had taken up the habit, I only took to smoking when in high-stress situations. The meeting that I was about to have on this night would, without a doubt, be one of those nights. and the cause of what I knew would be a stressful night was suddenly on approach.

“Alph