Tish POV
As soon as I turn down the old dirt road, I know I have made a mistake. I may not be a werewolf or a witch, but I can feel the bad energy oozing out of this place. A small cabin is sitting at the end of the road and there is a single light shining in the window.
"This was a mistake," I mutter under my breath.
"Don't be silly," the woman says. She reaches across my body, pulls the keys out of the ignition, and dangles them in front of my face.
She exits my car without a word, and I don't have a choice but to follow her. I stay a few steps behind her and watch her carefully. At first, her steps are slow, and her feet shuffle across the dirt, but the closer she gets to the cabin, the more her gait changes. Her graying hair seems to darken, but I can't tell if it is
