She was biting, scratching, kicking, but Grace reached out and placed a finger on her forehead. Sandra suddenly stopped. She became stiff …
“Hobgoblin. Hobgoblin,” Aunt Millie bellowed making Tess jump, and Frank spill a hot coffee down the front of his white shirt. “Hobgoblin!”
But the coven were humans who could shape-shift into insects … reveal what their insect reflection… anyone, could be a witch