Wynta
She was curious about the remark counteracted each other, but only when her mother was here, and free to tell her what exactly happened would she likely know. She didn’t have the ability to read like a seer, because she wasn’t one. Although she was a blood witch, and she wondered if tasting someone’s blood would show her things like the past or the future, she wasn’t about to go and try it.
She had lived her life very simply and still wanted to do that to this day. That power she had was odd to her, uncontrollable, and she felt weird when it took over her. And that’s exactly how it felt too, as if she was overtaken by something else. There was a certainty to her actions and thoughts, her words even.
“Do we know when Alpha Dorian is coming?” Wynta turned her eyes to Edward question
