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I pushed the image of him bleeding into his head and then the rest of my encounter with the witch today.

They have a coven.

They’re harmless.

I pushed that image again.You’re dead in this event.

He was quiet, and I could hear him audibly sigh.I’ll be right down. I’m not with that girl.

I began retreating, returning to my body, but there was a tingle on the back of my neck. I needed to see who the girl was.

Damien growled, feeling me still coming.

I said no!

I shoved through his wards, destroying them and I saw her. He was already rising, pulling his pants on. He halted, feeling me in the room.

Get out! Now!

I looked at the girl. She was panting, her face all red. Her hair was sweaty, and her lips were parted. She liked him, liked him a lot.

She was human. That was my first feeling.

I started to pull back, but that tingle started again.

I had to know…

I shoved into her head.

SHAY!

A roar in my head from him, and I could hear him. He was on his feet, sprinting down to me.

I was inside of her, going through her mind.

Her blood, though.

Her blood was calling to me.

I could taste it even though my body remained just inside the house.

He was thundering down the stairs, snarling as he pulled his arms through a shirt. “I said to get out of her head! That’s a violation.” He shoved past his two brothers, and at his words, those near us froze.

I was still in her head, or her blood to be more exact.

She’s a born witch.

He growled in front of me, his hands curling into fists.

She doesn’t practice.

Her ancestors are strong. Demonic.

Those are old old ancestors.

I pulled out of her now, coming back to my body and staring at him.

To the two gaping brothers, we were staring at each other.

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