>>>Yazmina's POV>>>
There was something powerful coming, I could feel it, and the house buzzed with anticipation and anger. I didn't know what was happening, and I usually wouldn't care in the least, but this power intrigued me. I had my own suite in the house, and rarely left it. I didn't like socializing, but I had to make good on my deal with the council.
I am a very, very old witch, and I've been hunted for hundreds of years. I'm tired of running, so the Council provides me security and shelter, and I do whatever trivial nonsense they ask of me. It suits me well for now, and when it doesn't I will leave. For now though, I enjoy my soft king size bed, my giant marble bathtub, and all the luxuries I can ask for. My huge room with a balcony overlooking the city was fi
