Chapter forty:

AMELIA’s POV Ivana nodded her head, sighing before she walked towards the window. She stood by it and looked out, without saying anything. The room was filled with silence. “I guess Amelia has something to do with it, right?” She asked, before sighing yet again. “Yes she does.” Charles answered, before going ahead to explain everything that had happened, from our experience at the forest of dead, to the situation that happened with the fork. “Raphael?” She mentioned, “Is he dark-haired, and has really black orbs?” She asked, and Charles and I nodded looking at each other simultaneously. “He came to me.” She said, furrowing her brows, “He wanted to know if it was true that someone had tapped into the dark magic.” “And what day was that?” Charles asked. “It's been quite long. When I saw him, I knew at once that he was a sorcerer. Though he did his very best to conceal it. He said he was sent by the alpha to find out, so their pack could make plans to shield themselves from it. But I saw