TAINTED SOUL

"The great witch's temper never gonna change, always on point." It was unsure whether the old man was praising Serefina or was just scorning at her.

Serefina didn't heed his words and kept her eyes fixed on him, staring at him intensely.

Meanwhile, Torak didn't wait for Serefina's staring contest or for the man's fake politeness as he sniffed the air and walked toward the backyard of the house, followed by the others.

The old man tailed behind them with his short legs, seemingly not minding with Torak roaming around his yard, or maybe he already knew that lying to the Alpha was a futile attempt.

"Who is that man?" Raine whispered to Calleb. She glanced at the old man from time to time.

"The Dwarf." Calleb answered as he placed his hand over her shoulder. "Don't look, just ignore him." He added.