Chapter 11
LIFE WITH MY SISTERS was the same as it ever had been. That didn’t mean it was boring. I relished this, the way nothing happened, the way I didn’t have to look over my shoulders constantly, worried someone was going to discover us. Too soon we fell into a very similar routine our mother had set. Three meals a day, relaxing after dinner, study and training during the day.
The biggest difference was in our magical dynamic.
Bella was always the best of us, precise. She knew exactly what to do and how to do it. Magic came easily from us. Courtney was wilder. Her magic came from her emotions—whatever she happened to be experiencing at the time. This made her unpredictable. And powerful.
I’d always been slightly more advanced than my sisters, being the oldest. Bella might have bee
