REINA’S POVHappiness begets pain, pain begets anger and anger begets mistakes, so I’m doing you a favor. Your unhappiness is your saving grace.My uncle’s words ring in my head as I lay my head on the desk trying to put together reasons why I should endure the heartache of being without Jasmine, who is my only family left.I try to convince myself that I’m not being delusional about the fact that she’s in danger and that there’s no way she’d up and leave me without any reason.I vehemently tell myself that she is trapped somewhere that’s why she hasn’t come back to check on me, even once, and not because she simply doesn’t care enough to.Most of all, I desperately will myself to believe that the woman I’ve known and loved all my life didn’t believe that I would be fine with her disappearing on me without any pre-warning.But of course, it’s unlike her, that’s why I have to get to the root of this issue.Something must have happened to my best friend and I’ll not rest until I

JASMINE’S POV“Is it alright if I do?” I ask Noah, whilst we eat at the dining table.“You just had another power surge, we don’t know what’s coming next, so I don’t think that’s a brilliant idea,” he says taking a bite out of his steak.“I understand your concern, but I don’t feel different. Nothing is happening to me and it’s been two days since the power surge,” I insist, urging him to understand how important it is that I do this.“Jasmine, can’t you wait a little while longer before going to see her?” he asks looking directly into my eyes and willing me to give in.“I’ve been away from Reina for months now and I haven’t reached out to her, besides text messages. I’m sure she is worried right now and is probably searching for me. We’ve never been apart for this long and it’s taking a toll on me, I miss her but I can’t even call her because I’m afraid that if I talk to her I might spill something about the supernatural existence and I don’t want her getting sucked into this. I

LIAM'S POVI’m flattered Natalie,” I say to her recovering from her verbal caress. “We are almost done with the hunger case, thanks to the mayor’s help. What’s next for you?” I ask her, paving a path for her to talk about the main reason she called.After spending a month with her, it’s safe to say that she is flirting to cover up her true emotions.She always chooses the avoidance route for every problem she faces.Always in a battle with herself on whether or not to trust anyone with these problems.I've noticed that each second her mind is whirring with different possibilities and situations where the information she’ll share about herself would be used against her.This psychological basis is most likely related to her childhood and she found different efficient means to barricade her true feelings no matter how badly she wanted to say them.I guess each person has their personal means and mine is the flirtatious face.“I’m not sure, maybe I’ll just pick on something random

THIRD PERSON POVThe air is tense as magical energy fills the room while spells are being muttered by Hecate, who has a bowl of water in her hand.She has her eyes closed and focuses solely on the bowl in her palms, channeling energy into the spell but still regarding the domineering presence in the room.The King of the underworld stands dominantly in the center of the room oozing a dark suppressing aura, right in front of her as she still carries out her spell.He chose to see her personally this time knowing the delicacy of the plan phase.The Darhk’s need to inform him of the progress in convincing the pixies to get sacrificed for the ritual.Knowing he has limited time on earth, he stands impatiently waiting for her to finish her spell.“What is the progress of the ritual right now?” he asks with a clipped tone.Lien has stood in his spot for two minutes and his aggravation keeps growing with each second Hecate doesn’t provide the answer he needs.“The witches are alread