Chapter 83 – In the coven

Rosalie's POV I gently open my eyes, the pain shooting through my brain. I glance up at a flowery roof, but when I turn around, I see a variety of props that I know are used by witches. Why am I in this place? I attempt to sit up, but the excruciating pain in my head forces me to lie back and close my eyes for a little while. I run my fingers over my face, then my head, and there are some bruises. My face appears rather damaged, and every time I touch something, a sharp pain goes through my head. "Finally, you're awake," a voice from a distance startles me. I jerk my head in that direction and then, smiling against the pain, I close my eyes once again. As the woman moves further into the space, I realize that she is a witch. "Why am I in this place? "Where am I?" I inquire, glancing at her fearfully. With her eyes shining with mystery, she enters the room and sits next to me on the bed. "This is my coven and that's it. It's my cabin you're in." She says simply, as if she had the ri