Ember Frost's POV

No matter how terrifying a werewolf elder might be, even he couldn’t tear through a spell crafted by a life-weaver witch. The magic was too clean, too old, and too strong. Even a copied version of such a spell was beyond his capability.

It dawned on me then: whoever had cast a spell like that had to be tied to the life-weaver witches somehow. Either she’d been hiding what she truly was for a long time, or that rare blood was still running quietly through her family ...