Chapter Seven
Magic thrummed around her as the protective shields around her house continued to do their thing. She'd tried to resist the urge to put up several layers of magic around the building, but the longer she'd spent alone, the more she'd thought about it.
Eventually, she'd ended up cracking and calling the most powerful spells she knew to cover the entire property.
And she hated herself for it.
She understood where the compulsion came from and what the driving force behind it was, but that didn't help her to control it. Or to feel better about it.
Cissy leaned back against the wall and wrapped her arms around her legs. Her phone and athame sat to her right. Having them still within reach if she needed them was reassuring. She rested her head against her knees and tried to bre
