Chapter 112 He Did

• PEONY CRIMSON'S POV
• I kept walking toward the tower despite Gloria's yells that she was trying to stop me. I went to the back door from the exterior of the packhouse, which was in addition to the main door inside. My rage grew with every stride.
• The door made an unbearable thump against the wall as I virtually kicked it. The witches of the Ravens gasped in disbelieving shock, realizing that I was trailing a whole lot of anger. They remained silent but made room for me to pass through.