Chapter 67 The Regretful Alpha Ii-ii

• The light dimly illuminated the room, casting eerie shadows on the walls from flickering candles. The air was heavy with intentions and hopes that were strongly intertwined.
• Standing in the center of the special room that had been a place to perform rituals was Rowena. She stood alone, looking at a rough wooden table in front of her. On the table were various herbs, crystals, and mystical artifacts, all of which she examined carefully, making sure nothing was overlooked.
• Rowena appeared focused as she began the intricate process of preparing the sacred ingredients for the potion. With precise movements, she selected each chosen herb, then crushed them with a mortar and pestle. The aroma of sage, lavender, and wolfsbane mingled in the air, creating an intoxicating blend.