Witches with this affinity have the gift of future sight. There were five colored gemstones in a circle. Sylvia gestured to the objects on the table. “Aurora, Aurora, Aurora.” The witches began to chant and started interlocking their hands to make a circle around me and Sylvia as we stood in front of the table. I now recognized her as an Alpha in the witch world. We have gathered here tonight to ask our ancestors and spirit guides to reveal her affinity so we may help her develop her magical gifts.” Sylvia carried herself with such confidence and authority. She’s lived her entire life believing she was human, and now she is a witch and a werewolf. We have sided with humanity, and therefore, with the werewolves who protect them. The balance has tilted in favor of the vampires and so we witches, who like to remain neutral, have had to take a side. “Ladies, we are blessed to have Aurora in our coven. She walked over to the large wooden table and began to arrange certain items in a circle. “This casting is blessed,” I told the coven with confidence. I walked over to the copper bowl that held white salt and grabbed a handful.

It felt like I could study magic for 100 years and never know it all. I loved learning about all of the different spells and ways to read and manipulate energy. Kai wasn’t crazy about the idea but I loved it. Sylvia had initiated me into her coven a few months ago. “Cleanse this space so that only white light remains,” I told the smoke as Sylvia and the coven looked on. I waved the eagle feather in a light zig zag motion over the smoking sage bundle. I love you both more than any earthly language can describe. “When you know how to listen, everybody is the Guru.” Ram Dassįor my courageous daughter who is every bit as spunky and feisty as I was as a child, and for my dear son, who has the kindest heart and works so hard. Any resemblance to actual persons, live or dead are purely coincidental.įor information on reproducing sections of this book or sales of this book go to 978-0982068731 Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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