Chapter 31: Witch Bait

My heart melted to see her face so depressed. I could not imagine how the Coven had handled her teenage life with so many restrictions, for the safety and continuity of Cruz bloodline. The freedom park was heaved with students who loitered waiting for their next subject, I could sense their stares piercing through my nape. A popular student talking to a loser in broad daylight was a feat with my status. But the concern was just transient, I refocused on Maria and whatever she may have carried, a burden unimaginable.

“Hey, what’s wrong,” I greeted back, my voice was soft with a hint of concern.

She continued to stride until our bodies were close enough to hear her whisper.

“I think I am in trouble. I think another two students were following me. I don’t know, maybe they are from the Keepers,” she whispered.

“Are they still following you?” I asked. I knew this would happen. Now, I know about Coven’s bloo