Lucie Pov
“The prophecy. It was given to Jade, by a wonderful woman who died earlier this year. Her name was Alina, she was the oldest witch alive.” Colette said, a hint of sadness on her face as she looked down at the frame. Pumpkin jumped from inside her hood to the table, sitting in front of her purring as Colette absently petted her. I felt sad over her words but nodded, seeing the understanding in her eyes. Alina must have lived a nice long life, dying of natural old age. It was expected, people could only live for so long, after all. Well, unless they’re vampires. I shuddered, remembering Jaiden’s words. A part of my soul, inside Jasper this whole time. Every reincarnation, every time. Were we always drawn to each other from the beginning? Was this why mother didn’t want me to b
