Inhuman Hatred

“Keeran…I am a witch.”

“I felt my heart skip a beat and my hands start sweating the way they do when I am nervous. Which didn’t make sense to me. After all, it had been completely my idea to entrust Keeran with “the Courzen Secret” tonight.
No scratch that. I knew exactly why I was nervous: I had no guarantee that he was going to accept this… accept me.