In the night, Harry sneaked out to see Cassandra in the witch coven alone. He had poured some sleeping concoction into Cynthia's drink and she had slept instantly.With a mask covering his face, he set out. It was some minutes to midnight yet the witches were all up as if their day was the night. None of them were slumbering. They moved about as if the coven was a marketplace. The only difference was that it was dark.Kevin halted hoping Cassandra would come out because he didn't intend to go in. But Cassandra only sent someone to usher him in, even when he hasn’t sent someone to call her.He walked in with the Maiden who Cassandra sent. It was the second time he had come in here and still, it looked different. He thought of how the witch got so many powers to undo and redo things. He was ushered into the Cassandra room. He had thought her room would be filthy and filled with charms or traditional materials but he was surprised to see how neat it was. The room was similar to a girl's

Beatrice walked toward the Lichen Pack. She had left home fifteen years ago to look for the remedy to the hex that had bound her family except her and her sister. She would not watch her mate taken by her sister and then her parents groaning daily, clawing, crying, and jerking with the symptom of the hex.She had sought for remedy in a faraway land where she browsed about a goddess who could perform a lot of wonders. She knew that the trip would be a dangerous one. But she had to do the dangerous task for the sake of her family. She loved them with all the care in the world. She had absconded with some clothes without informing anyone, not even her sister who only came to see them once a while since she had someone who had a mate. But the truth was that he wasn’t her mate but hers.It was very obvious that Cynthia, her sister, always wanted to be the Luna. She has had ambition since when they were kids. She would mimic the then Luna, Luna Maria.Alpha Maria to everyone was a very ambi

"Can you show me the house I requested first and I will tell you?” Beatrice retorted, she only want to change the topic and the girl nodded.“Sure!’Beatrice stood up and extended her hand to the girl. She took it and led her toward the Vevelva house.Beatrice was desperate about how they were unhexed“Do you think I can become a witch?” the girl asked.“Witch? Well, what is your name?” Beatrice asked.“Linda,” she replied.“You have a good name. Mine is Beatrice. Why do you want to become a witch?” she asked and the girl smiled.“I’d like to have such power. To heal and recite unmeaningful enchantment.” Linda said with pride on her voice and face.“Dear, it is good to have such power but the bad part is that werewolves were better creatures than witches. Although without enchantment a werewolf has his or her own power. I presumed that you haven’t felt your own power. Just be patient. Soon you will realize how it was more good to be a werewolf than a witch. But are the witches back in

Beatrice searched everywhere until her hand started aching her to the level that she groaned every three seconds. Yet she hasn't seen what she was scouring for. She sought, sniffed, and groaned. Her stomach rumbled due to hunger. She grumbled as she rested her right hand on her stomach.“Hmm!” she snorted. But she felt that she would survive it, no matter how hungry she might be. She had encountered a lot of hunger squared when trying to get the money for the remedy. She sat down struggling to guess the logical place the remedy may have plummeted when her eyes caught sight of it under her feet, hiding behind the grasses. She chuckled and then sighed.“Wow!” she said as she quickly grabbed it. She inspected it and saw that it was constant. She shut her eyes and hauled a relief sigh. Then she remembered Logan. She quickly dust herself with her hands to wave away shreds of dry leaves that had scraped all over her.. she peeped toward her father’s house. She scoffed. She ran as she could

“I can’t encounter a wicked daughter like you. You abandoned your parents and they disowned you…” Linda’s mother kept ranting and it only annoyed Beatrice.“Madam, where do you get the information from? And you just started accusing me without even asking from my point of view?’ she said in annoyance.“Who are you that I would ask your point of view? Miss, kindly leave my house and never return back here, and mind you, break every tie you have with my daughter. Am I cleared?” Linda's mother said and Beatrice nodded her head. She peeped at Linda. She had some tears strayed from her face.“Linda, take care. What a pity that you have a good heart but your mother is something else.” She said and walked toward the door. But Linda's mother was furious at her last statement.“Am I the one you are abusing? Am I the one you called something else…” she kept ranting as she followed behind her. Beatrice turned back and just shook her head.“Will you please open the door?” she said. But Linda’s m