One Hundred and Thirteen.

Lilah

“She wants my son?”

I had been called down to the office by Colt. They wasted no time in telling me what was happening. How long had I been asleep? I didn't think it had been that long.

Daphne nods her head at me, “It’s the only thing that makes sense.”

“The only thing? How is Sophie even alive? I thought Callie killed her?”

“A spell.” Daphne mutters “Callie swears she buried her. She swears that she slit Sophie’s throat.”

“So you are both witches?” I splutter. Because she she had been certain that the witch gene had missed her sister.

“I’m a true born. Sophie is what grandma called a false witch. A witch that relies on spells and other gimmicks to get what she wants.” She rolls her eyes.

“And she wants my son?” It didn’t seem real. I knew Aiden hadn’t been himself when he attacked, but still, why would a witch want him.

“Because no one knows what he is capable of.” Colt is staring at me. He had read my mind and if I wasn’t so worried about Aiden, I would be shouting at Colt r