“So you're not a hybrid anymore, then?” I asked, and smiled softly as I watched her frown, annoyed by the reminder.
“How funny. Don't bother me, Logan. I'm a full-fledged witch now. I can take you down with just a snap of my finger,” Elena replied, a hint of annoyance in her tone.
“You're not going to do that,” I said with a tense smile. “You're in my mother's coven. She'd take you to her grave before you could snap your fingers.”
Elena smiled back at me. We both knew it was true. Especially now that I knew my mother was one of the Firstborn, someone extremely powerful, I didn't believe she would allow anyone to harm me or Lincoln, even from the grave.
I remembered the stories she told us about a witch who rose from the dead to protect her family.
“Let's get this over with, Logan. Giv
