Once they reached the university campus, Avery walked Becca to their dorm apartment with Aamon close on her heels. He didn't back away from Avery even when she grabbed a few things she would need while she spent time in Aamon's home. Then, once Avery and Becca shed a few tears and hugged out another goodbye, they promised each other that they wouldn't stay apart for long this time. Aamon never tried to rush Avery or act as if the girls didn't need their shared moment. About ten minutes after they had arrived, Aamon walked out of the university dorms with Avery, following close by. They got in their cars and drove back to the North side of the city. Parking in front of Aamon's apartment building, Avery noticed the valet she had met a couple of times; she handed her car keys to the valet, the same as Aamon did and nodded before the guy sat in her car and drove away. She hadn't noticed when Aamon took her bag from the car, and honestly, she was more than grateful that he did because A

Avery woke up around the middle of the night. The sitting room was dark; no one had bothered to switch on a lamp for her to navigate around if she were to wake up before sunrise. Rubbing the remnants of sleep from her eyes, Avery grunted at the slight ache in her back. She had slept on the couch, and the pain in her back was reminding Avery of an uncomfortable position in which she had spent the last couple of hours. She couldn't get rid of the weird sensation that made her feel as if her mind was awake, but her body refused to acknowledge the face. Before Avery attempted to force her body awake, she overheard Aamon and Meredith talking in hushed voices. Avery listened in, and soon she was sure that her godmother and the demon were arguing over something, so she decided to pretend she was asleep and listened in on their conversation. Whatever was the reason for their argument had to be a big thing, especially since those two weren't on the best terms, but they still tried to hide s

After the call with Agatha, Meredith asked Avery to give her a day, but since then, it’s been a whole week and still no updates or news.Becca had been locked away from everything she knew and loved for a week now, and Avery felt like she was failing her best friend and their bond. They had promised each other to look after one another since they were kids, yet once Becca truly needed her, Avery couldn’t reach her. Another day passed until Meredith finally showed up. She told Avery she had planned to merge her magic with Avery’s, but what she failed to mention earlier was that once their magic was merged, Avery would be left powerless. How was she supposed to protect and save her best friend if she couldn’t do as much as create a light mist for their cover? How would Avery fight a whole Coven of witches with her bare hands?Avery actually considered Meredith’s idea, but once she thought a little more about it, she came to a shocking realisation. That had to be Meredith’s plan all alo

Avery noticed Becca staring at the front door in terror and instantly turned to look in the same direction. Michael still blocked their closest exit, but unlike earlier, he didn’t look as serious anymore. Now, he had an ugly, twisted expression on his face, as if he was enjoying Becca’s fear and desperate whimpering. Then, Agatha motioned towards Avery and Becca, sending her sick goon their way. The slight hand gesture conveyed a silent instruction. His tall, imposing figure stalked over to Avery like a predator about to kill its prey. The man towered over her, which made Avery feel small and unimportant near his intimidating posture.The difference in height alone was enough to say she didn't stand a chance at fending him off. Once Avery had to think about their experience in using magic, she paled. The man who helped Agatha kill her mother stood right before her, and Avery couldn’t do a single thing about it. Behind Avery, Becca whimpered louder and cowered away, fighting the exh

Her mind raced as Avery laughed at the new insight she had of the world. Her entire perspective has changed. A Coven was supposed to be a family for all those wandering souls that sought one. It was supposed to be a place of belonging, where genuine power grew more potent and morphed into something wonderful. It had to be something that drove every witch to become better, learn and improve everything nature gave them, not an engine of greed and drive of power where the higher-ups pumped the life out of those who weren’t worthy in their eyes or didn’t fit their understanding of how witches were supposed to be. But now that she had the knowledge of their ancestors weaving its way through her veins, Avery could see the history and how things used to be before her. How things still should be. The Covens were united, they became one and stood by each other's side to protect themselves. Before greed and betrayal took over, the Covens were exactly like one Avery wished to be a part of when