PROLOGUE : Hope Where Have You Gone?

He was so young. Her precious little prince. She resented the world for cursing him with such an infliction. No doctor in the world could diagnose it, no one could tell her what was wrong with her son. That was the worst part, the uncertainty. She needed to know; if there was any hope of saving him, she needed to know. The mortal world had failed her. Which meant she had to turn back to the one place she swore she would never return, but for her son she'd do anything.

Marcus was everything to her.

A couple of years ago she had contacted an old friend. And she used the term "friend" loosely. Evelyn Bridge was not the kind of woman to have friends. In fact she was one of the most despised witches from their coven. She was a traitor, a criminal, a selfish being who only cared about herself and gaining power.

Normally Melissa would never even consider approaching Evelyn but she was desperate, her son was dying. She needed magic, magic only Evelyn could provide.