#Chapter 181 Potential

Charles I waited, hoping that she wouldn’t be too upset. To be fair, all she knew was that Alpha Shadow was a member of the Noir Coven. It would make sense that she was. The gentle hum of the car filled the silence as George drove toward Silverlight. “That Noir Coven?” I chuckled. “There is only one.” “I was hoping you wouldn’t say that…. Is there anyone else who could do something like it?” I sighed, shaking my head and looking out the window. I understood her question, the frustration simmering beneath it. “No one I would trust.” To do a good enough job and be sealed by their oaths. There was a long and complicated history between the covens and how they decided what paths they took, whose toes they could afford to step on, and what levels of solidarity the covens had with each other and with groups outside of their network. Witches believed in blood ties above all else, and no werewolf had remained in the States after marrying a witch either by choice or force. It was a com