POV: Narrator

The words hit Thelma like physical blows. Her rebirth, her second chance had it all been a lie? Had she been dancing on the witch's strings this entire time?

"No," Thelma said, though her voice shook. "I made choices. I changed things. I rejected Neon, I found Xavier, I.."

"You did exactly what I needed you to do," Morgana interrupted. "You broke away from Marcus, forcing him to act more desperately. You found your mate, creating a bond that made your blood even more potent. You discovered your twin, awakening the power that had been dormant in both of you. Every rebellion, every choice, every moment of defiance...