Dominic's pov.

Gath and Jake exchanged confused glances. Their faces were etched with a mixture of fear and confusion.

“What do you mean by war?” Gath locked eyes with me, his brows furrowed in curiosity. “We didn't do anything to hurt them”.

“I know we are stronger than the black witches but a war…” Jake paused as he bit his lips. “We can not afford a war right now”.

“The black witches I know would not see it that way, Trixie was an important member of the coven, it is a huge loss”. I said with a sigh.

“The problem isn't the coven” Gath revealed as he darted his eyes...