INICIAR SESIÓNKwen's POV: I looked at Ava with a strange look. Her gazed locked onto mine. Before, where there only sat calculation, and something close to respect, a deep seeded hatred slid into place. Suddenly, this foul odor began to permeate and waft in the air. I watched as the older witches began to scent it, too. Queen Vespera's face, along with her people's faces, began to turn up as well. I turned back to Ava, finally understanding something. "You didn't just use magic, did you?" I asked in a low tone. Her eyes narrowed at me. The queen gasped, snapping her gaze back at Ava. "You've been poison by black magic." She announced. My eyes widened. Is that what I've been scenting for years? Was she using black magic this whole time? The older witch women objected the idea hastily. "DO NOT DARE PLACE THAT HORRID NAME ONTO MY DAUGHTER!! SHE IS NOT A BLACK MAGIC USER. SHE IS OF THE CLOVE LINEAGE, AND WOULD NEVER STOOP SO LOW!! SHE'S A SHADOW USER, WHICH MEANS SHE WIELDS DARK MAGIC!!" Ava'
Ava's POV:Continued...I watched the woman closely. She wasn't being dramatic or trying too hard, which unnerved me because that meant she was being serious. She studied me back. Her eyes scanned me all over, her eyes squinted."How old are you? About 19-20?"She asked. The question caught me off guard. I blinked."Uh, 20."She nodded."Interesting. You're very powerful to be so young."She stated. I didn't reply."But I can tell that your current power level is not enough for whatever you're trying to do."My eyes narrowed at her as I folded my arms across my chest."What do you want from me?"She smiled. "What I want is a bit too convoluted for our first meet. What I want from YOU?? I'm sure it's the very thing you want for yourself."I raised a brow."Which is?"I asked."To be the best."I'm not exactly sure who this woman was, but I decided to bit the bullet. I looked around at the area we were in, and knew then that I would hear her out. She had to be powerful to transport us
Ava's POV:I grew up in a loving household, where laughter was always heard and felt. My mom spoke often on her grandmother that she adored. She spoken often of her greatness, and how she was the reason we even had a place at Highland pack. If she hadn't saved the alpha of this pack, we would still be roaming, looking for a place to live. She died when I was 4 years old. My mom and grandmother never told me how she died, but I overheard them talking one night in hush whispers. It was then that my journey began. I realized that I was born to correct the wrongs done to us.Flashback...I couldn't sleep, and found myself stumbling through the hall, dragging a small purple blanket behind me. I followed a light that faintly peeked through the crack of an open door. Just as I was about to open it, the voices of my mother and grandmother drifted out towards me. It sounded as if someone was crying."What are we gonna do? What are we gonna tell Ava?"I heard my mother say, mentioning me, her v
Kwen's POV:Continued...I looked, stepping around people. My hands flew to my hips, before one pressed horizontally against my forehead, in search for something. Everyone looked on in confusion."Well, I be darned... I don't see her anywhere."I said sarcastically, looking fretful. I turned to Connor, his face a ball of confusion as well."I don't see her."I said, regretfully. He frowned."See who?"Connor questioned."This "Kwen" you're referring to, cause I know damn well it ain't me. I already got clones walking around. I thought there might be another one. If it ain't Sierra you're looking for, then I couldn't possibly be the "Kwen" you're talking about."I spoke seriously, crossing my arms over my chest. I heard a snort and a couple of giggles from my girls, and had to fight back a smile."I swear she's so unserious."Psy said. Connor glared."We are NOT doing this again. You belong to me. The faster you get that through your head, the faster all this will be... unless you want
Kwen's POV:Danny took a shaky step towards Isabell, but before he got the chance to get close, she was snatched back by Angel, and wrapped in a huge hug, along with Psy, Kera and Melody. They all screamed in joy, causing confused looks by the other warriors fighting off the onslaught of warlocks, that still created the impending danger we were currently tryna fight against."I can't believe I'm about to be an auntie!!"Angel cried out through laughter. I smiled. I looked back at Danny. He looked shocked and overwhelmed, but happy. Suddenly his face contorted uncomfortably when his gaze landed on me. I knew what he thought immediately. I walked over to him, and gave him a hug, whispering into his ear."You are gonna make a great father, Danny. You are your own person. Don't allow someone else's mistakes become your own. I am so happy for you, my big, little brother."I whispered. His arms tightened around me. He lowered his head in the crook of my neck, bending oddly. "Thank you, and
Feronia's POV:I jumped back from the mirror, clutching my chest in shock.What the hell was that??!Draven moved towards me, wrapping his arms around me in comfort."What! What happened?!!"He asked, while searching the room with his eyes, fervently. I didn't know what to say, or describe exactly what it was that I saw. I stook out a trembling hand, and pressed a finger against the mirror's glass. Nothing.I looked around, trying to see if the man was actually here, or if I imagined it."Queen Feronia? What happened?"I looked myself in the mirror once more, before turning my wide gaze on Draven. He looked so worried. I reached up and gently touched his cheek."It's alright. I just... I thought I saw someone."His brows furrowed in the center of his handsome face. He truly does look so much like his father."You think?"His deep voice asked. I nodded."I felt a similar presence before, but this time, I saw a face. It feels like someone is trying to reach out to me."I looked back in







