Elijah’s POV:
Olivia paces the floor, biting what’s left of her nails off, as Oscar and I flip through some of the grimoires we have been able to find as we migrated to the library. Oscar sits at a table while I stand beside the bookshelves that seem to not have been touched in centuries. The dust and spider webs are a dead giveaway, not to mention the fact that these are not even numbered in the system.
The current grimoire that I hold was one of a witch that I remember dealing with back in the early 1700’s. How this pack got a hold of it, I do not know, but I am ever so thankful that they have come across it. An elder witch by the name Georgia Bencroft was one that specialized in the dark magic of her time. Back then, not many dabbled in the dark ways, but she tried to help those that
