Eva
Victor says to me, “Who are you to judge?”
I am pissed and I know that the pack can feel it as Sam has his arms around my waist, “I'm your conscious. Perhaps you don't recognize me, and we need to get better acquainted.” I use my magic to suspend them and wrap them in thorn bindings. I grin, “I suggest not moving. One false move and well, you'll be ash.”
“f*****g witch!” Veronica exclaims.
I laugh, “No. I'm far better. Good, you boys are just in time.”
“Eva!” Vincent yells.
“It's fine. Just waiting for you both,” I say.
Eric sighs, “Okay, now explain why they are wrapped in thorns with one pointed at their hearts?”
I smile, “Just a little spell, nothing of note yet.”
Veronica says, “Release us you f*****g witch!”
I laugh, “Not a chance, and I'm not a witch. They must chant a
