Chapter sixty-seven

Axel’s pov’

Amber was right, we did need to prepare for the worst. So I contacted every ally and let them know to up their security. I told them there was a group of witches that had plans to potentially hurt werewolves, but that not all of the witches were bad. That last part was tough for most Alpha’s to except. Witches had always been our enemies and even when I explained about dark and white magic, they still didn’t trust any of them.

“The only witch I trust is a dead witch,” was one Alpha’s remark.

I understood where they were coming from. Our ancestors had fought against witches for years, but I truly believed you couldn’t just assume every witch was evil by default. There are bad witches, bad werewolves and bad humans. But that means there must also be good witches. I believed Willa when we talked and she had done nothing to help me. I would much rather have a friend than an enemy, but I was pretty mild tempered for an Alpha.

I think that’s what Amber liked about me, but it