Corrected

Kacie

Clara was the last of the sisters to walk through the door. She was devastatingly beautiful. She wore black jeans, a sheer maroon cropped blouse that fell off her shoulders, and a visible black bra underneath. Her black hair fell in loose curls and her light blue eyes landed on Viktor before sliding over to me. The orbs were dimly lit as they dangled from her ears. She practically glided across the room and sat in her seat.

“Good morning,” she greeted me whimsically. “Good morning, Viktor.” Her eyes were on Jake, “Beta.”

“Good morning, Sisters. We’re happy to have you,” I said.

Nyx's smile widened at my words, Jade’s jaw dropped ever so slightly, and Clara nodded as she stared at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jake tense.

“Did you guys sleep well?” I asked.

Insert foot in mouth. Yes, I just asked them how they slept. A part of me ignores the worries Jake had expressed concerning the witches. I was well aware of what he thought of them but I ignored it. There was a p