I’ve traveled a long road since the Coven kicked me out. It’s only been a matter of weeks, but it may as well be years. I’ve learned a lot, and nothing at all. One thing’s for certain: my life up until now has been a sham.
My wolf, beloved familiar, knew far more than he disclosed. Hard to fault him since he was trying to keep me safe. Mother, the one witch who could have shed light on my origins, is dead.
Try as I might, I couldn’t save her.
Along the way, a Fae took me under his wing, but it’s confusing. Damien says he loves me. I have no idea what I feel beyond sorrow and anger. All I want is to torch the Coven guild house, avenge Mother’s death, and locate Hecate, goddess of witches.
Secrets of my origins lie within her. Secrets forged centuries ago. At one time, I was important to her, critical enough to bend rules.
She’s abandoned me too, except she doesn’t get to walk away.
