The month Ember was gone sailed by without much notice. We were busy dealing with problems that had arisen with a small coven of witches. There were about 6 of them. They had been casted out of their coven due to the practice of black magic. They were murdering life stock and had even made an attempt on a human’s life. They were calling much too much attention to the supernatural world.
Some humans knew of us, but not all of them needed to know. As much as some thought it would help us be on top of the world, on the contrary, we would end up with a target on our backs. Our children wouldn’t be safe, nor would our homes.
It wasn’t unusual for small problems to arrive. Peace isn’t forever. People have their own hidden agendas and secret desires that cause mass havoc for those around them
