Forty-Five: Circle Of Life.

ELIANA.

Elyndra’s hostile cackles speared through my heated ears like a sword. All the color had drained from my face once I’d heard the truth and not only was it a lot to process, I started to doubt everything in that moment.

With tears in my eyes, I cowered my head. I couldn’t believe my Grandma could keep such a secret from me, I couldn’t believe she was a Witch which meant I was a Hybrid and the enemy—the Queen of Witches was my Great Aunt. It meant my mother was a hybrid too.

I’ve lived a lie all this time. Every time she said I was special, this was what she meant. More so, this was going to affect my son, Elijah too. Because he had the Witch’s blood inside of him, alongside his father’s.

Perhaps, that was why he had nightmares.

It was all because of me. Because Nana didn’t tell me the truth. How was I supposed to ever trust her again?

“It’s okay…” Elyndra muttered, twisting her lips into a pout. “I understand you feel betrayed. How could Abigail my Nana do something like this