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Plus, we included an extra heading for anything possibly pertaining to the shifters.  It was time consuming, since I refused to let anyone remove any of the pages from the original binding of the book.  We alternated taking breaks and running out to pick up dinner.  Finally, we decided to call it a night.  I watched out the window as Jake once again picked up the girls. 
                “Bother you?” asked Sean, coming up behind me.  He slid his arms around my waist, and I leaned back into him comfortably.
                “Not a bit, and you know it.”  I nudged him playfully with my elbow.
                “I think I’ve got it in me to keep working for another hour or two if you do,” said Sean.  He pulled me over, and we plopped back down on the floor of my room.  I was slightly anxious.  I knew that the first passage I had seen about the witch dreaming of the golden wolf was within the next few pages.  I wondered what kind of reaction Sean might have to it.  What if us falling for each other was all because of a prophecy or whatever?  I decided to merely tailor my reaction off of his at this point in time.
                I closed my eyes and must have dozed off.  I awoke to Sean shaking me and yelling at me excitedly.      
                “Trina, Trina, wake up…you’ve got to listen to this.”
                I sat up and rubbed my eyes.   Sean began reading from a passage:
                “And it shall be the legacy of the Sayter family line that the youngest witch of every third generation shall lead her coven within the protection of the Council and the Guild.  The Goddess shall provide the stability of the Earth element through the binding of the new and old.  The young fledgling herself will provide the elements of Air and Water, through her own knowledge and dreams.  And the element of Fire shall provide the ultimate protection through the presence of the chosen one from the Guild—the golden wolf.”
                “What the hell, Trina?!  This book is talking about me and you.  It was no coincidence that I was chosen by the Guild to protect you.  It’s some sort of prophecy.  I don’t understand.”  Sean ran his hand through his hair, clearly frustrated.  “So, what?  We had no choice in this?  Emotionally, we’re bound together because centuries of some stupid spell say so?  Yes, I was and still am drawn to you.  But I know you love Jake.  You shouldn’t have to be with me because some stupid prophecy says so.”  Sean tossed the book onto my bed and was out the window so fast that I hadn’t even had a chance to get up off the floor.  By the time I got to the window, I saw that he had shifted and was running away from me.  I caught a final glimpse of his gold-streaked tail as he skirted through the weeds.
                I slumped back down onto the floor.  As the tears rolled down my cheeks, B.B. crawled onto my lap, purring loudly.  I absently rubbed my fingers across her soft fur.  Oh, little one, you’re so lucky.  You have no idea what it’s like to be a teenager.  And a teenager in love, at that. 
    The tears continued to fall—for Grams, for Sean, and for all of my worries about running a coven at age sixteen.  I need help and guidance.  And Goddess knows, I need protection.  With the shifters after both Sean and I, there was no choice left but to let Ben and the Council know of the other shifter’s evil intentions.  It was time for me to share the book and the prophecy with the rest of the witches, whether I was ready to or not.
     
     
     
     
     
    The End of Book One…
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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    Bibliography
     
     
    Cunningham, Scott.  Earth, Air, Fire & Water:  More Techniques of Natural Magic.  
           St. Paul, MN:  Llewellyn Publications, 2001.
     
    Rain,