Chapter 54

Zairith's POV I’d never been good at the whole friend thing—not once in my life. I could count on one hand the number of people I trusted growing up, and three of them were immediate family members. Since my parents homeschooled us, I had little opportunity to socialize outside the coven. One girl, whose parents were also members, tried to make friends, but she instantly preferred Nevaeh over me. Another little boy let me climb trees with him—until my invisibility got me to the top faster. After that, his tolerance turned into disdain.