Dominic's pov.

I sat quietly in my dim light room, the curtains were pulled down, casting a shadow of the flittering sunlight. My head was buried in my palm as my mind was filled with unsettling thoughts.

Fear etched on my face as I wondered what would happen if Kristen decided to spill everything, would she tell the rouge hunters that we are working with the black witches?”.

The door suddenly opened revealing Jake, trailing behind him was Agatha and her mother, Trixie.

“We found the culprit,” Jake said as we shared understanding glances. “Agatha”. He said gesturing for her to move forward. Agatha's face was etched with sadness.

“She…...