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“Did you do this, witch?” he growled and I swear the ground shook beneath us.

He took a threatening step towards her as she quickly raised her hands in mock surrender.

"Sorry. Not me, mutt,” she said as she pointed at me. "Your."

“Ror…” he turned to me. "You did...?"

He couldn't finish the word and just gestured around the room. I nodded numbly.

“How is this…” he started to ask, but Eleanor interrupted him.

“She needs to train more. Chloe still doesn't understand how great and dangerous her powers are as the daughter of the moon goddess."

“Wendell Grosvenor is out there getting an army to wipe you all out, and you guys are thinking about having a damn party tonight.” She scolded us like two teenagers who got caught in the janitor's closet.

Without another word, she left the room, leaving Aaron and I alone.

“Are you really okay, honey?” He said as he held my hands, squeezing them a little too hard.

“I… I am. How do you know?" I asked. Realizing he was the only one who came. Ev