Fiona’s POV.
I feel sick to my stomach as I watch the warriors troop in from the balcony. I recognise the men on Kane’s elit team by their uniform and the similar cold looks on their faces, in their arms are tied up wolves and witches, mostly passed out and bleeding severely.
I feel some sort of relief at this, it seemed the battle was over now and they’d be returning to the manor soon. I let out a relieved breath, walk back into Amelia’s room and shut the glass double doors that led to the balcony.
Amelia looks up at me with a tense expression on her face. “Is that them? Are they back?”
I nod and slump my shoulders slightly. “Kane’s men are returning with prisoners, so I guess everything is okay.”
“Oh thank the Moon goddess,” she breathes, her eyes hit in relief and then fly open aga
