As Antonio and Amaya walked into the auditorium, everyone stared at them wearily, specifically Amaya. They didn't know what her next move would be since they didn't know much about witches. What they did know was that they were sly creatures.
Amaya noticed their stare but didn't think much about it. She was just happy she was walking side to side with Antonio. If this was a wedding altar then that would've made things better.
She blushed at the thought. Her who was always on the wild side of life was finally interested in settling down. The only things that stood in her way right were the priestess who was scowling at her, a crazy mother who was glaring daggers at her, some council members who scoffed at her and some members of the pack who didn't accept her.
