Somewhere near the Witches' Coven, Crysta stood facing a shifter. She had an annoyed look on her face while the man had an amused one. Their moods seem to be opposites. He was relaxed like he had no care in the world while she looked like she could burn down the whole world any moment now.
"I warned you about him, Crysta," the man said. He leaned against a tree and tucked his hands into his pockets. "How could you trust a human who is hellbent on destroying anyone that is not human?"
"He served my purpose for a while, " she said but the man did not believe a word she said.
"You had feelings for and he knew it so he took advantage of it," the man pointed out and Crysta pouted. "You were so nice,"
