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“The Moon Cages weren’t built by Vales. They were built by the first covenants—ashbound covenants—after an ashbound girl ended a war by burning the wrong king.” My skin went cold. “That’s a story.” Vesper smiled. “No, Aria. That’s a warning with a date.” She lifted her hand and touched the air near my wrist. She didn’t touch me, but the mark flared anyway, responding. I winced. “Hybrid,” Vesper said softly, as if tasting the word. “Wolf and ashbound. Not Luna. Not Lycan royalty. Something older.” Kieran’s voice went rough. “She’s my mate.”

Bianca reached out and took Aislen’s wrists in her hands. “Picture the witches of Havermouth as you last saw them,” Bianca instructed. Aislen imagined the incense smoke filled back room of the gimmicky little shop, and the naked women of every age and description whose faces had swum in and out of the smoke, the runes on the floor, and Tabitha Marie’s perfectly made up, pinched face. “Who is this?” Aislen was not surprised when Tabitha Marie was the first to respond. “Aislen Carter, and her coven,” Bianca replied.

"You left the Coven? So I'm not the only one." He gave me a sad smile. "You're not the only one to have left. There's a whole group of us, Hedge Witches, we call ourselves. We all have our own reasons we didn't mesh or work well with the Coven's rule. But the Coven doesn't like to advertise that it's lost members unless of course, they died for their 'honorable' cause." Cameron's tone had turned bitter, but I could hardly blame him. I turned, studying the books on his shelves as his office door opened and Hunter reappeared with a small selection of sodas clutched in his arm.

Alessia’s POV Deep within the depths of the Coven and far from the light and fresh air above ground is where I wait for the high Council to convene. The fires have finally been extinguished and the door to the street expertly fixed with magic from Celeste’s brazen escape. The protection and concealment spells have been recast over the entire Coven so we are once again safe in sanctuary. Once they have all arrived we stand in a large circle facing one another, everyone here with the same determination and twisted sense of purpose. The silence in the underground shrine is absolute. The smell of earth fills my nostrils, the air is damp and moist.

” Oh, they must be feeling extra sassy tonight because they are pulling all the stops. I go over my night as best I can, there are some coven related things that must remain between coven members only and both Damian and Ashe agree that Marlene’s blessing is important and worth reflecting on more. Ashe leaves the room after an hour of chatting and I settle into Damian’s arms, exhausted, but craving his warmth and closeness. I fall asleep quickly surrounded by that earthy, woodsy scent that I associate with him.

"I won't make any of you go. But I'm asking for volunteers." The twins came forward immediately, a dozen or so others, couples with no children, singles. My chest tightened as I realized they chose among themselves, those who could be lost without too much effect to the whole. I swallowed the lump of love and bitterness before nodding and reaching for Mom. The Hayle coven offers support to the Dumont coven. Her mind flinched from mine as the whole family pushed behind me, their agreement undeniable. As long as Mia agrees. And, in a private aside: I'm not asking permission.

On Adelaide’s right sits Seth, next to him is Adrian, then Dimitri, and Soleil, who is speaking quietly to a woman that is clearly related to her; they have the same tanned skin tone and long golden blonde hair. The woman is familiar to me, I think she is Solana Annora, coven mother of the Eternal Flame Coven. Next to her, three of my own coven leaders are seated: Fergus Creighton of Crimson Fang, Zohar Emerick of Bloodrose, and Bryce Norrix of Undying Moon. I pull out the chair next to Bryce for Aurora to sit in, opting to seat myself between her and the large man on Adelaide’s left.

Another click. "Site Three, Neutral Ground near Council Headquarters: This is the critical find. Ashcroft maintained a personal archive here. Financial records showing payments to Covenant operatives. Lists of targeted divine wolves, including several who are currently listed as missing or dead from 'rogue attacks.'" Morgan's expression is grim. "And a ledger detailing his ultimate goal: harvesting enough divine blood to perform what he calls 'The Ascension Ritual'—an attempt to achieve godhood by consuming concentrated divine essence." Silence falls over the room.

“Watch me.” Outside, the snow continued falling over Northwick Heights. Inside the conference room, the final phase of the conflict had begun. The Covenant had been a secret society. But the Ashford architecture was something far more dangerous. A system designed to survive exposure. And Emily Hart was about to test whether even that kind of power could be dismantled.

Maya Ashford is a young witch from an elemental coven. While her coven has an affinity for all of the elements their connection to fire is the strongest. Her coven is highly sought after for their fire magic as well as their other abilities. Hidden deep in the wilderness of Montana Maya's coven is difficult to find unless you know who to contact and they never allow outsiders on their lands. Maya is a smart, strong and creative young witch with a strong connection to art. She is wise beyond her years and protects those she is close to. Maya is naturally bubbly and cheerful, she brings light and happiness to any room she enters.