**Evelina's POV**
“This is the box?” Tia Mel asked.
I nodded. Once we’d told everything, Tia Mel had demanded to see the box. The packs and Tia Mel’s coven had retreated. It was more than evident now that there were far greater threats than Gabriel Rossi. The witches were trying to raise Asmodeus. And Sybl as well it seemed. So now Uncle Xavier, Uncle Dylan, and Kyle were holed away in Gabe’s study trying to figure out battle strategies.
Tia Mel, Aunt Janet (Dad’s sister who had mobilized the twelve packs from the United Werewolf Kingdom), and Mama were sitting in my kitchen with mugs of coffee looking at the box I’d found in the caves.
“And you think the Sacred Flame is inside this?” Tia Mel queried.
I nodded again.
“I could do a self-induced trance,” Tia Mel mused. She looked at t
