LOGINI hold onto her like my life depends on it.I almost died… Actually died. And looking around the room, I’m starting to understand why.“Why the hell would you put yourself at risk like that? Do you know how your mother would have taken it had you died? Why would you risk it?” My dad shouts at me as
I just stare at him, his lifeless body, my teeth clenched. It doesn’t matter how much I know this isn’t for good, I’m still terrified.Hazel stands over him, still chanting away.I’m so focused, I don’t realize someone else has entered until it’s too late.“Amy?” My mom whispers, and I look up at my
Hazel puts some weird herb mixture covering my stomach, chest, and even my face as I lay down on the long table in Hazel and Cole’s dining room.Aspen walks over to me, grabbing my hand. “You better not die.” She says it low, like she doesn’t really want me to know she cares, but I know better.She’
I feel like my insides are on fire. Like I can’t see straight.There is no way in hell I’m going to let her do this.Aspen’s hand squeezes around mine. I look down into her eyes, she shrugs. “It’s not a big deal, and Hazel makes a good point.I shake my head, “Can I do it?” I look up at Hazel. Her l
My eyes stay glued to the diary as I sit in the chair in the corner of Hazel’s witch room, but I can barely focus as all the conversations move along around me.“She killed twenty witches. Witches that were on our side.” Hazel snarls, and Dallas shakes his head. “They weren’t on our side, Hazel. The
A sob breaks through my soul as Liam and I get home. Our actual home…Dallas says the cell is pointless, and now no one knows what to do with me.The darkness I’m met with when I open the door causes a chill to race up my spine. The pitch-black oblivion the witch has had me trapped in coming to mind
I watch as Amy crouches to the ground in pain. Her screams, like knifes stabbing my heart. Dallas and I surround her trying to calm her, but it’s not working. It’s just like last time she let the anger take over, but this time feels different. Like she’s in even more pain, if that’s possible. N
When I walk closer, I see Amy’s hand in Walker’s as she leans on his shoulder. A sharp pain of jealously runs through me, but I hold it back. This is what Walker has always been for her, he gives her strength through silence. I sit down on the other side of Amy, not really sure what I want to say
Liam pulls me down to sit in the chair and he sits in the one next to me now. “Okay, now that we figured out a semi-plan to deal with your father. I want to talk about you.” I look down at our hands still tangled together. “Liam, I just can’t focus on all of that right now. I need to finish thi
Amy sits across from me at my father’s desk. I should say mine, I basically run the pack. He won’t hand it down til I have my Luna, but he hasn’t bothered me about that since Amy came back. Amy looks nervous as she sits there rubbing her hands together softly between her knees. I wait for her to







