Coven Concerns

Kabramatta, One Year Before

Aislen ignored her phone and email for three days, throwing herself into her work, and surviving on take-away deliveries.

She wasn’t stupid, she thought. The local coven was on a recruitment mission, targeting her and Bianca, and Bianca had thrown Aislen to them, like a sacrificial lamb. She knew that Aaron was bait. Sure, maybe he was interested in her, but he might not have been as interested had she not been trained as a witch.

Even though she couldn’t work most spells, three years of training combined with her ability to read minds made her very interesting to covens. She’d never reach the rank of priestess within one, however, and would always be somewhat of an oddity, on the outskirts of their community, but that didn’t mean that they weren’t keen to have her as part of it.

Bianca, though, knew that Aislen wasn’t interested in being part of a coven, or in a relationship. To foist both on her in a trap like she had done, was just… mean.

On the evening