"Do you have any idea how hard it is to make potions as a powerless witch?" I asked Kaelos, defying his earlier words and proceeding to grab the bottle of wine.
He blinked at me with curiosity before his once plain face broke into a slight smirk.
"No. But I'm guessing it's very hard. And I'm guessing you're going to give me an explanation on it or something even though it's clear I don't want one." He remarked, tilting his head before he sat down on the seat beside me.
As we interacted, the people around us, which included Alpha King Leonardo, his wife and delegates, Elder Davina, Marcellus, the pack doctor, and Layla, all went about their different activities.
They ignored us even though I could feel the underlying pressure between all of them, most of it focused on Kaelos.
I could only guess why that was the case…
