THIRTY EIGHT

CAMILLE'S POV

Once Neal left, I called Megan to come and babysit the kids since it was a Saturday.

"Miss Gallagher, are you alright?" She asked as soon as she arrived. "Those men were really scary."

"I'm fine," I assured her. "You won't have to spend so much time with the kids today. I should be back sometime in the afternoon."

Megan nodded. "And the men, they won't show up again, will they?"

"Of course not," I promised her again. "They simply needed my help then. They aren't bad people."

Once that was settled, I left Megan with the kids and flagged down a taxi to drive me to Ophelia Cottonwood's home.

Ophelia was a talented maternity witch who had left her coven; the Begonia because they wouldn't allow her to use her talents on women who weren't affiliated with the coven.

In the back of the taxi where I sat, I thought about her. Ophelia was also the only one that I hadn't hidden myself from. She knew who I was and she had kept my secret for years.

So when I revealed to her that m