The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1022

Whitley wasn't entirely sure. "Possibly."

"That's a good thing." Wynter lifted the crow and locked eyes with him. "Another ancient beast acquainted with Celestial Dragon? Ancient beasts seem to enjoy tagging along with people these days."

The crow denied it in his head immediately, wishing Wynter wouldn't make baseless accusations. He wanted to squawk.

Wynter didn't press him further. She handed the crow over to Whitley. "Since you know each other, find a place to talk."

The crow couldn't quite grasp Wynter's intentions.

But Wynter had no particular agenda. She simply didn't have time for these ancient beasts.

What she needed to do was escalate the situation so that Gordon could let off steam. Plus, the matter of her ability to enter the formation needed to be kept secret.

After Wynter buried a copper coin in place, her gaze suddenly fixed on the crow.

As a Savior, the crow suddenly had a very bad feeling.

"They say when a crow caws, someone dies." Wynter smirked. "With you cawing here, it's natural and reasonable."

What did she mean?

Before the crow could figure it out, he was already under a binding spell.

If this were earlier, he could have broken free in minutes. Unfortunately, Wynter now wore the Soul Commanding Badge.

The crow couldn't move his wings.

"Soon, it will be the break of day." Wynter checked her watch and said with a smile, "Judging from your beady little eyes, you should understand me. After all, you're an ancient beast, right?"

The crow disagreed with Wynter about the beady little eyes.

"Just stay put. You can start cawing at 9:00 am. I'll draw a circle for you later so you can move but not fly."

Wynter gently stroked his wings. "Thanks, buddy."

The crow was speechless. He had no choice but to endure it. After all, he had received orders from Dalton.