Chapter 200: Something Evil (2)
Dominic raised his head and looked at the sky that was darkening even further. He narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the seer who was sitting behind him. Three hours ago, she came to look for him, saying that she had seen something. As for what that something was—Dominic had no idea what it was because she came down to his home and then sat down on the floor with her legs crossed.
"It’s not good."
Dominic closed his eyes and opened them again. He had to tell himself that there was only one seer in his pack and that there was no way he could kill her. Unless he wanted himself at the end of pitchforks by the pack.
This old woman was more important to the pack members than their alpha. Traitors.
"Did you come to my house in the middle of the night to tell me that it’s not good?" Dominic asked, barely keeping the anger out of his tone.
The old woman shook her head. Her wispy voice echoed in the silent room once again, "It’s a mistake. What you have done is a mistake, and what you are doing is a mistake."
"What do you mean?" Dominic turned around to face the woman completely. A thunderstrike flashed behind him as the cloud started to grumble louder than the stomach of a hungry shifter.
"I don’t know. There is so much interference, like someone is stopping me from seeing what lies ahead—magic, ancient and darker than the night that you are looking at." The seer rose from the floor. Her white eyes were staring ahead of him as if she could see through things which he couldn’t. "You have missed what you should have noticed from the start. And now that you have failed, things have deviated from the path they should have taken. They are headed for destruction—it’s not a good sign."
"It’s never a good sign with you humans," sighed the seer as she walked past him. "You fail to see what is important. Always."