Chapter 250

“You know this witch? She’s alive… I don’t understand?” I point out that the runes predate even Sierra’s father, and as witches have human life spans, it’s probably not reasonable to think she lives still. Meadow sits down on the stool next to me, her energy wavering as she comes to the same conclusion, and I’m engulfed with her extreme sadness and stress. Much like mine, her mind on her mate is desperate for Sierra to explain as she has latched onto this ray of hope. “Leyanne Cruden… And, oh yes, she’s alive. Unless, in the last eight years, someone figured out how to kill an immortal witch who has lived for thousands of years. She’s not like any witch you will ever meet. She wrote this spell for my ancestors to protect themselves; much like everything she does, it’s powerful, flawless, and unbreakable. Much like her. She’s the most powerful witch I have ever known.” Sierra’s awe and deep respect for this person shine through her words, her face flushing slightly, and there’s a new l