It was a while later and we were in the lounge, the house was empty which I was fucking grateful for, and I was just going through some old books to try to see if we could figure anything out about what Judah could be.

Alejandro had set a meeting for the evening, but he had been the one to send these books over. Several of us, including the witches and others were also trying to go through other books for answers in the hope that we found out what exactly the bastard was.

Azura was helping with some tasks I had set her, her legs in my lap, and...