Lorraine
I f****d up.
Goddess, what would have happened if I hadn't been found by my mates? I didn't want to think about it. I snuggled up closer to Owen and Zack. Our car ride was silent as Noah drove us back to our dorm. They knew I f****d up, and they knew that I knew that I f****d up, and it was only a matter of time before we had that argument. That was lower on my list of concerns at the moment.
Mortimer called me weak. And what's worse; he was right.
It has been years since I practiced my magic or witchcraft. I never thought I would need it. I just wanted to fit in and practicing how to make potions or use a wand were not a way to do that.
Mortimer, on the other hand, was very powerful for a spirit. Being able to manipulate objects in a room, being able to reach out and mak
