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“She’s beautiful, but do you really think she’ll last here? Mr. Remington isn’t exactly the affectionate type.” They giggled, exchanging glances. Sarah’s breath hitched. What happened years ago? Her mind swirled with questions, but she knew she wouldn’t get answers from eavesdropping. Taking a deep breath, she turned and walked away before they noticed her. That night, when Elliott finally returned home, Sarah was in the living room flipping through a book she had found in the mansion’s library. The sound of the front door opening caught her attention, followed by the familiar click of polished shoes on the marble floor.

And the first male leader of a coven was created while the old one screamed her denial. ***

I said. He didn't look happy about it. But he nodded. The coven met in a building on the far edge of the territory. Industrial area, mostly empty at night. It looked like nothing from the outside which was probably the point. We went in fast. I'm not going to pretend I wasn't scared because I was. My heart was going the whole way there and it did not slow down when we got inside. It was dark and it smelled wrong, the same kind of wrong as the bundle in my room but stronger, and there were people in there who were not friendly and the whole thing moved very quickly in a way that I was not fully able to track.

“Look at me. We are the only thing that matters. You. Me. Us. Coven.” “Coven,” the rest of the coven says together. “Coven,” I whisper in reply. Gideon’s smile warms his whole face as he also repeats the phrase. “Coven. Are you ready, Rosalynd? I am about to send the coven’s combined energy through me and into you. Do you think you can hold it?”

This works out pretty perfectly for us since we are already in Freedom Ridge and Montana is a part of Freedom Ridge territory. Ares said it is about a two-day trip to the area he has heard rumors of a coven residing. He has never gone to investigate because they have never caused any trouble or created any problems, keeping to themselves and seldom ever going out. Ares tried to take Alec and Alessandro with him to go speak with the coven, but I will flip shit if he thinks I’m not going along. “NO! Absolutely not! I forbid it!” I shout at Ares in his office where Alec, Alessandro, and Ares were going over maps and mapping their route to where they think the coven might be.

“There’s a coven in town. I’ve got a contact who’s very helpful so far. Now, you dodged a bullet when you refused to sign that nonaggression treaty. Don’t mate with Sapphire until she rejects her old pack, or you might as well sign the TWP over to Kilburn. It’s got to do with some treaties that date back to when the town was founded. She’s the key to Kilburn’s stranglehold on that pack and the town. The town’s surviving on the magic of the coven, but it’s struggling under Kilburn’s mission to destroy it and push the last of the special people out of here. If he succeeds, the town will fail.” “So his goal is to make the town fail.” “Yes, through loopholes found in the treaties. But we’re not

Thirty-four: Roman Eliot “How do we even begin to find them?” Roman asked. “Well, that’s the trouble,” said Glinda, “no one really knows how. The Night Coven live in a magical community that moves whenever the group feels threatened. Merrick is the high priest of it, and he’s incredibly paranoid.” The two of them were in Roman’s study. The rest of the Powerists had gone, waiting for Roman to call on them when they were needed. Roman played with his hair anxiously. “Can’t you, I don’t know, seduce him here?”

The negotiations continued unabated, a meticulous and deliberate process of ensuring that every detail, every nuance, and every eventuality was thoroughly discussed and understood by all parties involved. The Coven Priests listened intently, their faces set in determined expressions, as they committed every word, every phrase, and every stipulation to memory. The air was thick with the weight of responsibility, as we all knew that the success of our Covens depended on the precise execution of our plans.

Tom held me by the arm, “We must talk about this, love. We’ve been ignoring it for long enough, don’t you think?” I bit my lower lip, and that fuzzy feeling was back. I felt my stomach doing somersaults, but suddenly Cain’s image spurred in my head and I was hit with a wave of guilt. “There’s nothing to talk about here.” I mumbled and pulled away from his grasp. Thankfully, Maria opened the door. The heads of the families in our coven must have arrived. I turned and found Isabelle Burton, the newest addition to our coven, and Patrick Tunney.

"The Ciel Coven is a founding coven of the Witch's Counsel. We have a place on the Zaibatsu and the Inter-Species government. We do, as you say, wish to spread knowledge, but only to those who want it." "I do want it." "Then, I'll leave you with Lady Blackheart's card and be on my way." I set my jaw. "I'm not working with the Noir Coven." I wasn't doing it. There had to be another way, and if there wasn't, then I would just have to content myself with the way things were right now until there was. Elara tilted her head. " Are you prepared to take such a hard stance well into your future?" "Yes."