Brooke’s POV
I looked up to see who spoke, “although it seems she is my child as well, doesn’t it?” the strange new woman in my dream questioned.
She’s beautiful, Allie said, in awe of the woman before us. She had long, dark hair that was swept up into a beautiful bun that sat gracefully at the base of her head. She had chocolatey dark eyes and flawless caramel skin.
I know. Who is she?
The beautiful woman before us chuckled, “you and your wolf are quite curious, aren’t you? I must say though, I love your description of me. I never truly thought I was that beautiful until I heard how you see me.”
Who is she, Brooke?!
I don’t know, girl.. maybe we should just .. “Yes my dears, you should just ask,” she said, laughing lightly, “but I will answer your question! I am Hecate.”
I was sh
