Chapter thirteen

DANTE

I narrowed my eyes. "This is very unusual," I said, my voice low and measured.

I tried to make sense of what was happening. I have been hearing rumors about the witches around the neighboring yard. How dare they step in my pack? Who gave them the right to enter my pack?

"Where are they now?" I asked the guard, my voice steady.

"They are being led to the courtroom," he replied, his tone impassive.

I saw the worry etched on Vanessa’s face. I turned to the guard, my voice hard and commanding. "Take her to her chambers," I said, In a stern voice.

Venessa looked at me, her eyes pleading. "Can I go with you?" she asked, her voice soft and trembling.

I shook my head, "No, go to your chambers now," I said gently, "and don't leave until I come to you."

She nodded, her expression resigned and followed the guard out of the room. The door closed behind them.

As I approached the courtyard, I could feel a change in the air. It was thick with tension, almost palpable.

A guard bowed before