Wyatt POV
The entire property trembled under the force of the attack. This size of assault could only mean one thing - multiple immortal witches, high-ranking, from more than one bloodline. And without a doubt, one of them was Misty's mother.
"We stick together," I said to Misty, and she nodded. Yet, the look in her eyes also suggested that she feared we might not. I couldn't bear the thought of losing her to them.
I turned to my grandmother, the head of our bloodline, and looked into her eyes. I couldn't risk her life. We had a shelter underneath the property.
"You must go into hiding," I said to her.
"I know this fight isn't meant for me, but I will aid the two of you even from the shelter," she replied before running off.
"The barrier will break soon. There's no way we can ke
