Chapter Nine (Isla)

Picking up on Omen’s threat to my mate, I was angry, and I let it consume me. Zemira and Daciana were angry as well, and before I knew what was happening, I was slipping into the background as Zemira stepped forward.

Daciana and I watched as Zemira put her foot down and told off Omen. I knew I had to learn to control my spirits and their abilities, but whereas Daciana was cooperative and like a friend to me, I didn’t know how to communicate with Zemira.

She was a harder and colder version of myself; she was also a reincarnate of someone, which confused me, because in my past lives I was always a werewolf, so how could a reincarnated witch be attached to my soul now?

Zemira waved her hand at Omen dismissing him as she walked away from him, I could sense Anders following behind us.

He caught up to us by grabbing our shoulder, “Zemira?” he asked, turning us to face him.

“What is it?” She asked coldly.

“First off, thank you.”

We nodded as he continued, “Can you let Isla have control