I was normal until he came into my life and screwed it all up. I wasn't able to control the weather with a simple thought or influence peoples feelings with a flick of my wrist. I was human, or so i thought. Being a witch isn't all of what you think, especially with the worlds most annoying enemy following you around and stalking you all the time. Oh yeah, that werewolf? He's my neighbor. And we're blood sworn enemies. Am I going to have fun with this? Hell yeah.