Juliana's POV:
It's been over two years since I last heard from my bitchy friend, Jenny. She suddenly disappeared after I helped her perform dark magic on someone. I thought I had lost contact with her forever, but it came as a shock to see her call again.
As usual, she only remembers to call me when she needs me. I let out a deep breath and opened my wardrobe, bringing out an old grimoire, covered in dust.
It's been two years since I last worked on a spell. The existing witches have been as careful as they could be, away from the knowledge of the werewolves. I locked the door and every opening where my deed could be seen before I walked back and sat on the single couch.
The room was secured from the prying eyes of anyone, making it a safe harbor for my sorcery. I dusted the book an
