[14] Introductions

"I just finished talking to Ena," Anna began settling down on the living room couch beside Abigail. She looked over at the Mother witch who was nose deep in a book.

"And?" Abigail replied glancing up from the black spellbook she was reading, hoping for the best news but her magi already warned her to not be hopeful.

Anna sighed pushing a strand of her chestnut hair behind her ear, "The Rebellion is becoming worse.”

“See, this is why when we first came into this world, I specifically asked Ena to cover up his aura, now too many people know about Azian" Abigail replied feeling like what seemed a migraine coming on. It was nothing she couldn’t fix with Anna’s herbal mix tea.

“Yes, I understand that, and if you remember well, we did, but our magic, as you know is not as great as Omegas and even with all our masking spells, his aura grows every day. It’s like he punches holes through our protection the bigger he gets. Soon our protection will mean nothing.