FORCES OF MAGIC & INTINCTS OF A WOLF

Brax and I have only been at The Caster Coven for a week and I was still getting used to being back here.

I could not help but frown, as I awoke in The Guest Room. I was alone in bed, I could hear running water from the shower. 

But the thing that made me frown was the tingly feeling of strong magic surrounding the Coven.. the feeling I had grown to.. forget. 

'Aria? Is everything okay sweetheart?'. Brax frowned at the expression on my face. 

I forced a smile on my face; was this how I would feel around magic users now? Nostalgia, sadness and anxiety. 

'I am fine'. I lied, avoiding Brax standing half naked in his towel. 

With seconds, Brax stood in front of the bed where I was sat sulking. 

'Arianna.. look at me'. He growled. 

I let out a deep sigh and tilted my chin upwards, to meet his furrowed expression.