LUCIAN'S P.O.V. .
The journey into the forest was a comedy of errors wrapped in the seriousness of doom. Elizabeth led the way, muttering incantations under her breath while clutching an ancient-looking spellbook to her chest. She looked more like a nervous intern about to give her first presentation than the all-powerful witch we all knew her to be.
"Are you sure this is the right place?" Rylan asked for the tenth time, squinting at the dense canopy above. His Beta instincts were clearly not vibing with the whole, 'we're dragging two unconscious people into the middle of nowhere to wake them up as potential signal of doom' scenario.
Elizabeth whirled around, her red hair glowing faintly in the moonlight. "Unless you want to try finding a 'better place,' Beta, I suggest you let me concentrate."
Rylan held up a hand in mock surrender. "Alright, alright. No need to get witchy about it."
