Brianna was alone, she could tell Tamia was gone and so was Jeremy. And while she worried about Tamia being out on the streets she worried more about Jeremy. And some of the old habits he could fall into out there on the streets.
But she couldn’t deal with that, not with everything else on her plate. Inhaling she continued going through her book of shadows and found only the same conclusion. If she wanted to make this happen, she’d have to do a sacrifice in a name of a god.
So, for the first witch to feel the beacon, Brianna would have to do a sacrifice.
A blood sacrifice.
Getting the spices and things ready, Brianna was about to go and look for a poor animal to sacrifice for her cause. But then a presence made the skin on the back of her neck stand.
“Good evening Mizè.” Tur
