To Baba Yaga or not to Baba Yaga? That was the big question. Too bad no one knew the answer. Carol and Hildy were being tested, but evidently so was she. She was still the Jezibaba, yet all she could do was watch and worry while two people she deeply cared about went to meet their fate. What if that fate meant fighting demons? What would happen to all of them if the Chosen Ones failed? Morgana was threatening to make her immortal. That was definitely not a good sign. As if the whole Baba Yaga thing wasn’t trouble enough, she kept tripping over a wicked fairy Morgana made her set free. The situation set her instincts singing, but she had no one to talk to about it. She and Damien were still together—sort of—but the emotional distance between them had worsened over the years. There was no time to learn meditation, but she still had to somehow find a place of calm. Until she officially retired the Jezibaba position, she couldn’t take on any additional challenges. Her current chaos was enough to send any stressed witch on a no holds barred zapping spree.