#Chapter81
Lucy POV
/"What do you mean?/" I snap, taking a step toward her. Melana steps back, but Tyson drops a hand on my shoulder, holding it firmly.
/"Alpha Jamie always spoke if this place in the woods, his holiday retreat, near some small town, but you said you can’t track Beryl?/" Melana asks while turning to look at Aamon. He shakes his head.
/"What about Josie? Could Avery track her using my blood? We are biological sisters; I know witches need an item of the one they are tracking; would my blood be enough?/" Melana asks, and we all look at Aamon.
/"Possibly, but Avery is pretty weak; she can’t use magic right now,/" Aamon says. Tears burned in the back of my eyes, and I couldn’t take it anymore. There was always some barrier stopping us from finding them. Instead, turning on my heel, I leave.
/"Lucy, wait,/" Tyson calls.
