Chapter116

Madoka’s Point of View Carrie pushed the door open, those beautiful eyes searching the room furiously and slipping past me thanks to the magic that the witch accompanying me maintained. I looked at Jordan and whispered, "It's Carrie." She inhaled carefully, obviously tracking my scent, getting closer to my location next to a pile of crates. "M-Madoka?" she asked into my mind like a whisper, her expression confused, and then her eyes widened as they caught on mine. “Why are you here? It’s dangerous here. Lucas will kill you.” “It seemed like her wolf was fighting the effects of Ambrosia. If not she would have not been going to act like that. She smells your scent. Her wolf probably refused to subcummed Ambrosia.” I smiled at her. Carrie is a she-wolf. I knew that. If not she wouldn’t survive for so long. "I've extended the range of my protective spells," Jordan explained. "No one should be able to hear us. Can't keep it up too long though." Carrie rounded on her defensively as she becam