Her eyes flung open wide, and the smile dropped from her face. “What?” She whispered. “Gwen.” Jay snarled a warning. He was p*ssed. And not at the witch standing next to me, smelling of a magic puppet corpse. Betrayal stung through me, making me ball my fists at my sides. The scent of chlorine hung in the air, strong enough to cover her scent. But now that she was close, the similarities between her, Pepper’s, and the bodies scents were undeniable. “She did this?” Herald pointed at her; a shocked expression smeared across his face. It disappeared as he lunged off the ground, straight towards us. “Stop!” Jay shouted, the command echoing through the alleyway. Herald choked, gasping for air. He fell to his knees clawing at his throat. “Breath, d*mn it!” Jay released him, and Herald sucke

