I pressed my lips together. My stomach twisted.
“But who is he?” I asked finally, my voice shaking. “He has all these powers… who is he really?”
Morana leaned back in her seat, as if settling into a story she didn’t want to tell but knew she must. “Fenric was once the most powerful warlock of the Veylor Coven. He led them with strength....and greed. It wasn’t enough for him to be feared; he wanted more. More power. More control. So he made a pact with a demon god.”
Her voice dropped lower. “The demon deceived him. Instead of giving him eternal power, it cursed him .... and the entire coven. Their powers began to weaken. Their bloodline was tainted. With each generation, the curse drains them further.”
I shivered, imagining it. “And… the curse is still there?”
“Yes,” Morana said. “That
