The arrival of the Witch coven had my stomach turning with anxiety.

I had been abandoned by my old coven when I was turned. They wanted me to have an honorable death, and offered to end it for me when I was first changed.

When I had told my former coven no, they turned their back on me. Their was no honor in what I was.

And for them, that was the biggest sin.

With a sigh, I walked towards the group of girls now approaching the coven, only to notice Alina hanging back by the tree line. Abandoning my original route, I walked towards her.

"Why are you hanging back? Shouldn't you be over there greeting the coven?" I asked.

"And say what? That group over there is expecting someone of honor. Someone with rank, not me. You have Koria,  the orchestrater of this whole thing, then Azreia, the wolf queen, and then Zia, the warrior princess. You're the one who should be over there, you helped train the lot of wolves, have spent time on my training. Why aee you here?"

I felt for her. We were just another group of misfits.

"Truth be told, I feel like you. An outcast. My old coven shunned me when I refused to let them kill me after my transition to a vampire. I was a sin, and therefore, don't belong." I explained.

Her face gave away nothing.

"And is this your old coven?" She asked me.

"No."

"Then get your ass out there." She said, not unkindly.

"Warrior with guilt, scared wolf queen, and lost Witch." I said.

"You forgot misfit vampire witch." She added with a light smile.

With an arm thrown over her shoulder, I wordlessly led her towards the group.

We're all a bit strange, aren't we?