Reap What You Sow.

Reid

I light my beacon before I attract any more unwanted attention. I did not want to get the reputation of being a granny pervert. The sad truth was that I just needed a listening ear. It’s not like I can confess things to my father or anyone in my coven. They can use everything against you. Everything can make you look weak, and I wasn’t ready to lose the power I had gained.

I follow the blue light to my destination, not paying much attention to everyone looking at me with curious eyes. A few vampires found solace with the witches, but mostly vampires; the trust was never there. The lycans, however, and witches found a balance with each other. Partly because they were both from nature, or that’s what I have been told.

Rose and the rest of the elders established an arrangement many years ago. I help get rare ingredients for spells and slowly collect IOUs and spells to benefit me. Was it probably selfish and self-serving? Yes, but I didn’t care. Collecting debts and having influentia