章 227: THE WAY HE TRICKED HER

Sitting on the floor with her back against the wall while hiding beside the large cabinet was Serefina, with her pale face and sweat-covered forehead.

At first Torak did not recognize her smell because all his focus was on Raine and her condition. However, in the middle of the conversation when Torak knew Raine was alright, he started to realize there was another scent inside the room.

Though it was only a faint smell of the witch since she was engulfed with the same scent of soil and dirt like Raine, but when his mate said she traveled back to the past with Serefina, Torak realized Serefina was still inside the room.

Torak stared down at the witch. He did not know what had happened to her, but she looked to be in her worse shape.

"What happened to you? Should I prepare for the funeral now?" Torak asked sarcastically because Serefina's condition was indeed like someone who was in her last breath.