“Yes, I tried to make her dance with me and she resisted like it was nothing. No one has ever been able to stop me other than my father and some witches. It’s also how drawn I was to her, like I could see nothing else.” I tell him out loud. I sit in my chair by my fireplace, thinking about Winter.

“Don’t forget me, D and Jax. Your powers never work on us, it does make me laugh though,” He laughs out loud, and I fold in my fists. I really know how much Atti likes to fuck with me.

“Tell me about her.” Atti asks, thankfully out loud, as he takes the seat opposite me.

“She has long brown hair, light blue eyes, a body that could outdo an angel’s and from little I spoke to her, she seemed good.” I tell him.

“Of course she is good. Man, I love brunettes.” Atti sighs, rubbing his tired face.

“I have to tell Dabriel.” I tell him.

“And Jax.” Atti tell me, a stern look on his face.

“No, he made it clear that he didn’t want anything to do with us after what happened. We haven’t seen him in seven years.” I remind Atti. It’s difficult to even talk about him; he was like a brother to me.
“That was in the past and nothing to with Winter,” Atti says. A sad look on his face, as I know he feels sorry for me. I have to remind myself not to punch him because he is like a brother to me and I don’t want to destroy my apartment by fighting with him.

“Doesn’t matter. He would kill her first and ask questions later.” I tell him.

“Fine. Just for now, until we tell Winter who she is, but you know D likely knows about her by now.” Atti says. Dabriel is an angel also a prince. Angels have the power to tell the future, among other things.

“He doesn’t see everything and his council won’t let him go near her anyway.” I remind Atti again about all the stupid fucking rules.

“The prophecy says,” Atti starts, but I cut him off.

“It says a hell of a lot but no one believes it anymore. Our births were deemed as miracles and not the work of the goddess. We are on our own and it’s best we keep this a secret. I don’t want my father finding out about Winter.” I tell him and he nods.

“It’s best my coven doesn’t find out yet, they are still planning this stupid marriage between me and the leader of the dark witches,” Atti says his face looking like his is sucking lemons.