Chapter 1107 Shared Magic

• Fallon
• Stella pulls a small vial out of her apron. It glints in the first rays of morning light. Inky red liquid shimmers within. “Zayn was not the man he is now when we met.” She pops the cork and carefully tilts the vial over the palm of her hand. I’m sure, without a shadow of a doubt, that the liquid is blood. “We were both young, both stupidly rebellious. I was testing the boundaries of my coven, and he was testing the boundaries of both institutions keeping him chained in their ranks. Shifters and witches weren’t supposed to intermingle, which is exactly why we did, in fact… intermingle.” She meets my gaze. “That’s all.”
• “Then you don’t know him at all. He’s not a big baby.”