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
I slowly make my way down the stairs, I have no desire to go to this party. I hate that so much is changing right now. I have a plan and I don’t want to do anything that might make me drive off course, but it is nice to feel like I have some more people in this pack that will be there for me. Maybe
I’m watching my stupid Gamma flirting with Amy again, feeling more and more like a stalker each second that passes. When I see him jump off her porch and start walking to my house. I’d really rather not talk to him right now. Amy already pissed me off today, not sure if I can handle anyone else tryi
When I walk out of the bathroom, Dallas is sitting on my bed. He sees me and instantly stands grabbing my chin and looking at my slap mark. I can see the fury in his eyes. He starts to leave angrily, but I grab his arm. “Please don’t, Dals.” I plead; he stops, still facing the door. “Look, I appreci







