Brax and I have only been at The Caster Coven for a week and I was still getting used to being back here.
I could not help but frown, as I awoke in The Guest Room. I was alone in bed, I could hear running water from the shower.
But the thing that made me frown was the tingly feeling of strong magic surrounding the Coven.. the feeling I had grown to.. forget.
'Aria? Is everything okay sweetheart?'. Brax frowned at the expression on my face.
I forced a smile on my face; was this how I would feel around magic users now? Nostalgia, sadness and anxiety.
'I am fine'. I lied, avoiding Brax standing half naked in his towel.
With seconds, Brax stood in front of the bed where I was sat sulking.
'Arianna.. look at me'. He growled.
I let out a deep sigh and tilted my chin upwards, to meet his furrowed expression.
