“When I was first cursed with witch powers, I didn’t want to ever voluntarily use them. They were a part of me that felt foreign. I worried that I would lose control and wind up hurting someone—again. It was hard enough to live with the memories of the people whose lives I’d taken. I still woke up sweating and panting from seeing their empty eyes in my nightmares. My only hope at this point was that maybe I could use my powers to do something good. It wouldn’t bring those others back. Nothing could do that. And that was something I would have to live with the rest of my life.” ~Jewel
Jewel paced back and forth in the living room of the Colorado pack mansion. “What if I accidentally kill someone?” Her clothes suddenly felt too tight. The dark jeans and simple, grey scoop-neck shirt were no
