WITCH’S FINAL STAND
Kai's POV
The cabin felt wrong. Too quiet. Too still. As if the world was holding its breath for something bad to happen.
I sat near the fire. Watched flames dance. Tried not to think about mom. About dad. About everything falling apart.
The cloak of excelation wrapped around me as if a blanket. Made me feel muffled. Cut off. My wolf instincts were present but remote. Like straining to hear underwater.
"Stop fidgeting," Magdalene said. She sat across from me. Grinding herbs. Mixing potions. Always working. "The spell makes everyone restless. But you need to stay calm. Stay hidden."
“When is mommy coming home?”
“However long it takes to save your father.”
"What if something goes wrong?"
“Then we let her do it. Your mother is strong, more than you think.” Magdale
