Zoe practically stormed ahead, and Han was eager to catch up, but I promptly snagged his arm.


    “Hold on, Han.


    What’s going on? Did you upset Zoe again?”


    Han rubbed a hand over his forehead, his posture slumping in defeat.


    “It’s about myst visit to the Thorn Edge Pack.


    I wanted Zoe toe back with me to the Xeric Pack, but she refused.


    ”


    “Wait, what?” I blurted out, surprised.


    “Why on earth not?”


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    Considering Zoe’s obvious affection for Han, her rejection seemed illogical.


    A suspicion began to simmer in my mind.


    “She said my sister, Danielle, wouldn’t agree,” Han exined honestly.


    “She said Danielle would throw a fit if she came with me.


    Zoe even imed Danielle would sabotage our rtionship.


    ”


    A frown creased Han’s brow as he added, “But Danielle’s my sister.


    I know her.


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    That’s what started the fight, and Zoe’s been giving me the cold shoulder ever since.


    ”


    His exnation was cut short by Zoe’s sharp and annoyed voice.


    “Stop it with the nonsense, Han.


    ”


    She swiveled around, her re cutting through him like a knife.


    “I simply have no interest in talking to you.


    ”


    Despite Zoe’s harsh words, a flicker of hope ignited in Han’s eyes.


    He doggedly followed her.


    True to form, his stubborn nature remained unyielding.


    Once he caught up, he demanded, “I haven’t done anything wrong.


    Why are you giving me the silent treatment?”


    Zoe rolled her eyes, her voice dripping with exasperation.


    “Because I don’t want to talk to you, that’s all.


    Is that so hard to understand?”


    “There has to be a reason! What did I do?” Han persisted.


    “You have no clue?”


    Their bickering continued unabated until we reached the Xeric Pack’s square.


    Han’s expression finally morphed into a serious one.


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    The square was filled with witches.


    They looked up and whispered among themselves, creating quite a din.


    It was noticeable that they all had serious expressions.


    Upon noticing us, their demeanor changed.


    They fell silent and stared in our direction.


    They were all half-blood witches.


    I had a nagging feeling that something was off about this situation, and my heart raced.