Veronica sighed. "I did think that it was weird that she had such a strong hold over the Silver Dawn pack. But I never thought that she was hiding such a thing."
Dominic moved closer. His face was taut with barely contained rage as his eyes continued to flicker left and right. "Just what is going on? Who was the one who did this? Who is this witch that you keep talking about?"
The witch who was the creator of the dark magic in this world, the one who could create numerous vessels and split her souls to hide them into these vessels. A witch who had enough power to stand as her rival but she used it all up in wilful magic spells all because of a man. Losing her mind to love had caused Morga to lose all the finesse in her magical powers.
She was desperate and chaotic. Someone who didn't care how many lives she had to take before she could get what she wanted and desired and Tracy had a very good idea what Morga desired.
But she couldn't tell that to Dominic.
