CHAPTER 84 FOREST'S DEMANDS

CLAIRE. The next morning, I woke up to the sound of twigs cracking in the distance. I jerked up from bed immediately, scared that someone was creeping in on us, but it turned out to be Declan. He was getting some wood while the witch was sitting up in front of a fire. I groaned and got out of bed immediately before wedging my way out of the tenth. It was chilly, and a storm was threatening. Anya sat beside the witch, asking her questions. I had no idea what they were discussing, but from the way Anya was speaking, it seemed to be very serious. "Hey," I waved before settling down beside them and rubbing my hands together for some warmth. "How are you feeling now?" I asked the witch, who flashed me a very weak smile. She was still not recovered, and I knew it would take her some time. Very soon, Declan was back. He put more wood to the fire before he sat down beside us. I knew that this was going to be the perfect time to bring up what I had been thinking about the whole night, e