Chapter 97

Freya’s P.O.V The hallways seemed to stretch on forever as I walked past several wooden doors, all with their own intricate detailing. The pictures were all of the supernatural world, of wolves and witches. Women gathered around a cauldron and wolves howling at the moon. At one of walls, hung a tapestry where there was a woven picture of what I assumed was the Moon Goddess. A woman stood in front of the full moon, her white hair blowing back in the wind and her robe took up most of the picture. And at the bottom of them were wolves. They were all looking up at the Goddess in awe, whose ethereal beauty could be seen even through the painting. I knew I was distracting myself from my impending doom by focusing on thing that were probably irrelevant. Maggie and Esmeralda walked on either side of me, guiding me to where the ‘ceremonial hall’ was. The Chrone, the head of the coven and the twin sister to my mother’s grandmother, was waiting to perform her ceremony. She was not only old, but a