A week has passed since Meredith promised me a day to come up with a plan, and still, there's nothing. No updates. No news. Every second Becca spends locked away from everything she knew and loved is another moment I'm failing her, failing our bond. As kids, we made a vow to protect each other, yet here I am, unable to reach her when she needs me most.
Another day crawls by until Meredith finally appears. Her proposition? To merge her magic with mine. She neglects to mention one crucial detail: once our magic is merged, I'll be left powerless. How am I supposed to save Becca, my best friend, if I can't even conjure a light mist for cover? How am I supposed to stand against an entire Coven of witches with just my bare hands?
The idea of merging magic with Meredith is something I entertain
