Chapter 135

• This used to be her ancestral home, someplace she visited from time to time, and thanks to her, we found the secret tunnels under the estate that led to the apothecary that belonged to her long-forgotten relatives. The library of grimoires and books that contained histories we had never known. It opened our knowledge of many things, and the Shaman was excited to be given more insight into details he always longed to know.
• The homestead had been for generations of witches, but with her father mating with a wolf, he was an outcast to live far away with his wife and half-breed child. Near the pack of his mate, who also rejected her. His ancestors had no other heirs, and this place fell to emptiness when the last of his blood was killed in the vampire wars of old.
• This was never truly her home, although she did inherit it and come here over the years. She kept it a secret from Juan and used the protection placed on the land to keep it free from invasion. Those spells work in our favor now. They are still held in place as applied in the ground for generations to keep nonblood out without invitation, which goes for vampires too. Our safe haven is protected in so many ways.