Being orphaned just before my eighteenth birthday sucked. Finding out I was Coven Born made things worse.
My parents are dead. I found out I was a witch. Now I'm enrolled in the Thirteen Coven's Academy. Not only is the magick as dark as the forests surrounding the tri-county coven territory, but being the new girl isn't all it's cracked up to be. I should have left the second I turned eighteen. On the other hand, I've got three, possibly four, romantic reasons to stick around.