Ella's POV I sat on the staircase, trying to process what my mom just told me. At that moment, a lot of questions started building up in my head. But there was one I couldn't wait to ask. "Mom, you can't be so sure that this would happen to me just because it's playing out just like yours played," I said. She came out of the kitchen and sat on the couch. She looked tired. "I also told my mom the same thing when she told me. Three generations have experienced it, and you are the fourth." She paused. "My mother's mother didn't survive. She wasn't strong enough to protect herself when it was necessary. But you are a wolf, Ella. Being a witch has more advantages than being a wolf." I stared at her. "Are you saying one of them might want to kill me?" She shook her head. "No. With the look of things, a very jealous person who wants one of them could do that. It as always played that way." At that moment, I already knew who that might be. "Sara," I whispered. Sara had every
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