Tara moved around the loft, her arms out hands slowly moving as if touching an invisible currant. Closing her eyes she continued moving around avoiding furniture and Jinx as if she could still see. Arabella knew she could, her magic was strong allowing her to see beyond simply using her eyes. It had been so long since she had watched Tara at work.
It was a fascinating thing to watch. Arabella had been raised into a magical family and coven, and yet she had learned more than she had ever learned from her mother from Tara.
She might not have the need for it because of her lost connection to her magic, but Arabella still loved to learn, and Tara was an amazing teacher. Was it odd she was teaching a vampire who no longer had her magic, maybe, but still meant so much to Arabella that she di
