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and lost herself in the Mother Coven.
    The last time Rose had seen Sasha, the woman had been a member of Holly’s coven. Luna herself had sent them to Rose. Rose’s home served as a Mother Coven safe house, and when she had sheltered the Cathers Coven, Kari Hardwicke had also been with them. She remembered the younger woman as being flighty and frightened—not of witchblood, and not really even a borrower of magical power. Just…angry, and anxious to get out of the terrible war she’d stumbled into.
    The Mother Coven would not approve of Rose’s bargain with Dr. Frankenstein, so she would have to be careful in deciding who among her witchly friends she could trust. The Mother Coven frowned on ambition. They saw it as a warlock trait. In the coven every witch had their role, their place, which they were carefully prepared for. Unlike the members of the Supreme Coven, they were strongly encouraged to pick a specialty and not to learn much outside their roles. Asa result, only a very few in the Mother Coven had a broad base of power, or the knowledge or skill to challenge Luna, their high priestess.
    Rose had no desire to challenge the high priestess, but she was tired of feeling as if she lived in a cage. She was a safe house keeper, a person locater, nothing more. If she could learn Dr. Frankenstein’s secrets, though…She pushed the thought from her mind. One step at a time. She still had to figure out how to retrieve Kari’s body.
    It took two days to gather the witches she needed and another day to make sure that they could sufficiently break the wards around the former Supreme Coven headquarters to get inside. They went at night and dressed in dark clothing.
    What they found inside was a nightmare. Bodies of humans and demons were lying broken and lifeless in crumpled piles, limbs askew as though flung by giant hands. The stench was unbearable, and Rose struggled not to vomit.
    â€œBy the Goddess,” Sarah, a young witch, breathed in horror.
    â€œI didn’t know there were so many women warlocks in the Supreme Coven,” a male witch, Kyle, muttered as he flipped over yet another body and Rose shook her head.
    â€œNeither did I,” Rose said grimly. Finding Kariwas turning out to be a lot harder than she had anticipated.
    Finally, an hour later, Rose gazed down on a familiar form. It took a moment for Rose to be sure it was her. Bodies often looked very different when the spark of life was gone. Additionally, someone had slit this woman’s throat, and her face was covered in blood.
    â€œIt’s her,” Rose said, at last.
    Sarah wove a spell of invisibility around the body before Kyle stooped to pick her up.
    â€œLight as a feather, stiff as a board,” he joked.
    Sarah wrinkled her nose, and Rose shook her head. “Let’s get out of here,” Rose ordered them tersely.
    â€œI feel tainted,” Sarah said with a shiver as they started back to the entrance, picking their way around bodies. “To think that I’ve stood on Supreme Coven soil…”
    â€œIt is very disturbing,” Kyle added, serious for a moment.
    Once outside they all breathed easier. A few minutes later they reached their destination without mishap. The Supreme Coven had clearly abandoned London. That should be cause for rejoicing.
    When they were safely inside Rose’s home, they laid Kari out on the living room floor. Her face was mottled and gray, and maggots crawled in the deep slash across her throat.
    â€œDecomposition has advanced,” Kyle said. “This isn’t going to be easy.”
    â€œDo what you can,” Rose instructed. Kyle was the only witch she knew who loved dead things. His skills with preserving bodies were often called upon for ceremonies and rites, and if the occasional preservation seemed odd, he never asked questions.
    â€œIf we remove the organs, this will be easier,” he ventured, lifting one of Kari’s arms