Chapter 44

"Good to hear that. This makes things easy then." Celestina uttered. Her ponytail was ragged, loose hair falling over her features that contorted with effort. On her feet were only animal socks that helped her cover her feet not to get loose with the animal-skin shoes. Her eyes were as they had been days ago when she knew her beloved families were no longer in this world.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Later. Wolf. Later. For now, let us continue. "The dormant bloodline of the Fated One couldn’t produce the activator alone, so the changeover halted her abilities. But it also raised the dormant power and her reproduction rate. But to the ordinary witches like myself, offspring was everything. It was the survival of our lineage and because having lots of descendants is more important to the survival of our heritage than everlasting youth, and the Fated One has eventually been forgotten in years. They gave rise to all the dark natives we have today.”

Tommy’s head was spinning.