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"How do you know so much about ancients?" I asked my mother with narrowed eyes.

"Well..." she trailed off and it increased my suspicions about her.

Something seemed fishy about her knowledge but I just couldn't pinpoint what it was at all

"In my coven, a lot of people are not aware of ancients and what happens when they take over but I am aware because I witnessed my best friend change into one." She explained as she averted eye contact.

"You did? Which of your friends exactly? How old are you exactly? I thought an ancient came every thousand years? I'm seriously confused." I blurted as I bombarded...