She eyed me with an almost approval as if she a proud grandparent. "Would you believe that I hoped I never would have to?"

I gave her dry look.

Her fur boots crunched under packed snow. "There was always the chance that the gift wouldn't be yours. I didn't know for sure, and I wasn't going to trust a hunch."

A gift. I wasn't sure I would call stealing another witches powers a gift.

Her purple eyes sobered. "I didn't wish this for you, or the consequences that come with it. I've grown fond of our little dreams. I will miss them, miss you."

Wow granny was having a heart-to-heart. I wasn't sure she was capable of such feelings. Inside I was flooded with dread. I took a step toward her. "You're leaving me? You can't. You just can't. I need you." There was no disguising the pure panic in my voice.

She shook her head. "No, not yet love, but there will be a time when our connection is severed. Until then I will help when I can."

I looked out into the distance with a heavy heart. Mixed feelings circled inside me. "I don't think I can do this," I whispered.

She turned me to face her and looked me straight in the eye. Gone was her usual supremacy. "You can. Do you hear me? There is no other choice for a witch like you. You must master your skills. It will be the only way for you to live, to defend yourself."

I couldn't move or say anything for a moment. I just stared into an identical pair of eyes to mine. Finally I nodded. "You're right."

She tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. It was the first act affection she had ever really shown me. "I do have some words of wisdom before you wake young granddaughter. Two boys. One destined to be your true love, bound by more than just magic and love. The other," she tsked her tongue. "Well he isn't so lucky. He will destroy all the good you possess. Squash your pureness, which is also your strength. He will poison you with darkness, blacken your soul. And make you turn from all you love. The choice is yours great granddaughter. Choose wisely. For it can't be undone."

I hate cryptic messages. "Can't you just tell me which one to choose?"

This time her smirk was sad. "If it was only that easy. I can do many things from beyond, but the choice will always be yours."

To be continued...

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Acknowledgements.

First I wanted to thank Amber Bungo for working her magic on my many, many typos. Those who have read my work know that I am a sucky editor and I claim nothing less. You did an amazing job and gave this book the finishing touch it lacked. And for that I'm grateful. Finally, I want to give a huge THANK YOU to the readers. None of this would've been possible without you. Trust me. The feedback and responses I have gotten gave me the courage to continue. It still amazes me that anyone reads my books. You guys rock!.

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