I felt another nudge on my brain, so I simply nodded my head in agreement. I didn’t trust myself to speak. The witch lowered her chin, and I tried to steady my gaze.
“Very well. We will return at some point to ensure you’ve done so.” Those silver eyes found me again, and I resisted the urge to back up. “Finish your visit with your aunt. If I hear of any new wolves cropping up in this area, I’ll know who to blame.”
The witch gestured to the others, and they disappeared in a rush of purple flames. Once the light died down, only small bits of charred grass were left to show where they’d stood.
“I am not leaving Aggie,” I grit out stubbornly.
Karl’s stiff posture wilted, and he squeezed the bridge of his nose with his fingers.
“Obviously. We’ll figure that part out later. We have more pressing concerns, such as Quinn. He knows more than I'm comfortalbe with.”
I spun around, but the warlock was nowhere to be found.
“Aggie!”