"Serefina," Calleb called the witch, "Torak is looking for you."Calleb raised his brows upon seeing how pale Serefina was when she turned around. "What is wrong with you? What happened?"
Serefina tilted her head and stared at the Beta questioningly, yet the witch didn't say anything to him in response.
"You look so pale," If ever anything happened to the witch, illness was never one of it. The idea of Serefina fallen ill had never ever even once crossed his mind. Thus, the explanation to her unusual pale complexion was a mystery to him. "Are you perhaps, hungry?" Of all things, this lame, mundane thing was the only possibility that he could think of.
This time the witch glared at him. "It is because of the moonlight, you stupid pup!" Serefina snapped at him.
