NATALIA
We are all gathered in the cloaked heart of the coven; six wolves, six adult witches, an elder witch, and one young witch. Fourteen people, all with more tension than should be possible in this calming room. A shudder racks my body at the thought of how we were trapped in our own bodies. The fear and disgust I felt when he touched me so blatantly. Max wraps his arms tighten around me; he hasn’t let go since Logan poofed away. He currently has me on his lap as he glares down the older witches.
“How did you not know he was fae?” he demands. Jolene bristles, but responds civilly, if not frustrated herself.
“He had himself cloaked. It was strong enough that I couldn’t even sense the magic on him.”
“He didn’t know the whole plan, but he told us some,” I sigh. I explain in as expli
