Chapter 42: The Best Laid Plans

Vivian squirmed on the couch, her body stiff and aching as she stretched her legs out across the coffee table making sure to not disrupt the disheveled papers on it. She'd been sitting in that position for too long, her legs curled under her body, elbow leaned up onto the back of the couch, as she read for hours. Everett was right next to her on the couch, reading as well, both of them feverishly attempting to figure out how to stop someone from harnessing this power. Ava had given them a name, Emma. A witch who was rumored to have access to this level of power, but that was all. She didn't know anything else about her or if it was even possible.

Everett confessed that he had been researching Emma's family that night she came to him in the office. He managed to get the books before they were unceremoniously evicted from his home. But as the sun started to crawl away into the darkness, Vivian and Everett still had no idea how to stop any of this from happening.