Sydney
I had just finished setting up and restocking the different plants, teas, herb mixes, body balms, and other little things we had made that the humans buy up so quickly in our little shack shop. I wasn’t sure why Tori wouldn’t let us leave. I had asked again last night when we were going home.
“We are needed here. I feel something building, something powerful awakening. It calls for our presence. It doesn’t want us to leave yet, so we stay.”
She answered in her usual cryptic way, the same way she had been answering me all month. I had to set up this little shop when funds ran short. I swear the coven thought we could live on magic alone, which just wasn’t the case in this age. With hotel fees, food costs, and everything everyone needed, we required money—and as usual, I figured ou
