a bait

Macbeth pov

Coming here was something that I would probably get a Scolding from my father but at this point, I didn't care. I needed to do this for my sister.

For so many years, I had tried to convince my father to bring her back to the deep sea where her family is but he never agreed.

" She is a witch, Macbeth. She can't survive here. " That would always be his reply.

He was right yet every time I heard his answer, I would not help but be angry.

Angry that he never found a way to bring her to us.

I would sneak occasionally to the dry land and sneak a peek at her yet every time I saw her, I left more heartbroken than the previous time.

Her life among the lycans wasn't as bad. She was respected and valued here. Nobody treated her badly. At Least that would comfort me everytime.

She had someone who adored her to the moon and back. Sometimes, I even envied her. Her life was fun, nothing like the mundane life I lived under water.

" Are you even listening to me? " I heard Kaiser's voice as