**Raina’s POV**The study was lined with grimoires of every size, their pages yellowed with age and bound in leather that looked too old to still exist. I could tell that the high witch spent a lot of time in here. Some of the grimoires were left open on the mahogany table. The magic in here was stronger than anywhere else, signalling that the high witch conducted a lot of spells in this same place. She was the coven leader, but it looks like she still practised her spells like she was just starting to learn magic. “Would you like some tea?” Agatha offered when we settled on the old couches in the study. “No, thanks,” Rowan said bluntly. “We shall not be taking anything here. No offence.” Agatha glanced at Rowan and replied flatly, “None taken, Alpha. It seems you have trust issues.” “Well, we only came here to ask for your help,” Rowan said, his hand caressing mine softly.He was a bit rude, but I understood he had his guard up. Flynn, as well, was on high-alert. I could see the
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