Evangelina’s POV
I wake from a deep slumber. I don’t remember the last time I have slept so hard. I look at the clock on my night stand and my eyes bug out. It’s so late. That potion must have hit me harder than I thought it did. It’s almost 10 am. Why the hell did nobody wake me?
I leap from the bed and run to brush my teeth and put up my hair. I change into my black pants and white t-shirt for training and open the door to find a smiling Iris.
“Oh good! You’re awake. I wanted to speak with you about the flowers for my son and Jaxon.” She says as she walks into my room.
“What are you.” I begin but she interrupts me.
“As you probably know by now, that awful wrench poisoned my son and Jaxon. She also put the flowers and sigils under their night stands. We need one of your witches to e
