Chapter 86

Harper

Harpenya.”

My name—my real name—rolled off her tongue. She was looking straight at me.

My lips parted, but no words came out. “How do you—”

Vera smiled, slow and sharp, like a blade being drawn. “I’m a witch, sweetheart,” she said softly, her voice rasping but strangely smooth at the same time. “I know all.”

She started walking toward us, her movements unhurried, every step making the floor