Adrian's POV cont'd
didn’t want to believe it.
Black magic.
Not again.
The last time a coven rose like this, it nearly wiped us out. Packs destroyed. Bloodlines erased. Witches claiming they were the only ones meant to exist.
Monsters, calling us monsters.
My jaw tightened as the memory scraped across my mind.
We had barely survived it.
And now…
Now it was happening again.
I dragged a hand through my hair, pacing once before forcing myself to stop.
“Are you sure?” My voice came out rough. Hoarse. Like I already knew the answer and just didn’t want to hear it out loud.
Darien didn’t hesitate.
“Yeah. I’m sure.”
Regret sat heavy in his tone.
That alone told me everything.
Jacob shifted beside me.
“I… remember something about that,” he muttered, brows pulling together.
I turn
