Eighty-One:
Larissa Hubert
“You want me to what?” she practically screeched the words.
“You don’t have to, but this is to protect Moon Falls,” November said, “this place is your home, Lissa. You’ve told me so many times how much this place means to you. How important it is to have a place where you can be yourself. If Elle is killed, or she decides not to be with Landry, then we won’t have this place to call home. A lot of people will lose their home too.”
Larissa took a deep breath. “I’m powerful, but I am not go-to-the-court-of-wolves-powerful. Angeline comes from a witch dynasty. I’m---an easy-bake-oven-witch compared to her.”
Noel, who stood next to November in Larissa’s cabin, tilted his head to the side. “Please tell me that wasn’t a Hansel and Gretel reference.”
Larissa’s
