Ariah had had a stressful day at the office. Being the CEO was a lot of work. But he was looking forward to the weekend, staying inside with Thai food and his little boy.

Speaking of which…

“I’m home!” he called out as he opened the door to his penthouse apartment.


Constantine had never thought to look to a witch. But it made the most sense. Anyone who could cast a spell could make it easier for him and his followers to seem human.

He had searching for so long. He needed to find a witch. And one day he just happened to stumble across one. What luck!

“Do you belong to a coven?” he asked the stranger quietly, making sure no one overheard.