Chapter XVIII

I entered into the bedroom, obeying the orders of Quanah and Peta. The two wolves so physically equal, but so different in the rest.

Their words did not come out of my head. The creature from underworld had a devotion to me, but how did he know me? And why did he have my son killed? If he wanted only my power why not kill me, as he had done with the witches of the past?

I thought when I could conjure it all up it would make more sense to me, that things would get clearer. But everything was even more confusing, even more without answers.

I looked at the bed, still wet after the madness from that dream. Had I done that? Or was it the creature? The other Bridget was already dead, she could only contact me through dreams because she was my ancestor. But he, how did he get into my dream?

My thoughts dind't stop, the questions were sprouting like in waves. The more I learned about myself and this world, the less I seemed to know.

But now I couldn’t help thinking that maybe, just maybe, the