CHAPTER 106 THE FALSE ALARM

Minerva The air around the council hall was tense when the newsreader arrived with his urgent message. The man, panting and covered in dust, collapsed at the feet of the governor, his words tumbling out in a frantic rush. "Attack... witches... imminent," he gasped, clutching his side. The shirt he had on was damp with sweat. The council members exchanged worried glances, and the governor's face turned ashen. Dominic and I exchanged glances, our minds already racing ahead to what must be done. We had trained for this moment for a long time, and now it seemed it was finally upon us. "Raise the alarm," the governor commanded, his voice shaking but determined. "Mobilise the packs. Prepare for battle." I glanced around the hall to look for my dad, and I could see him ordering the security teams to bring out the weapons and prepare for battle. He practiced glanced at me as if he noticed I was looking at him. He nodded at me, and I got the message to be careful. I watched him as he w