Jude POV
All three of the Hemmings stood frozen in crystal, including their smarmy smiles and sneers.
Jude gazed at Ravyn in astonishment. Holding a golden rod topped with a powerful clear quartz crystal that he hadn’t seen before, she faced Bram. The crystal pulsed with energy as she spoke. “Look at them, Bram. Look at their faces. Do they look sincere?”
Bram huffed. “You can’t just go around–”
Jude found his voice. “Her witch powers are to her what shifting into a wolf to defend against a potential threat are to us.”
Distracted, Bram said, “But that’s different.”
“Is it? They’re both gifts from the Moon Goddess,” Ravyn shot back, with an appreciative glance at Jude. “These people are not your friends, Bram. They may be related to you but they don’t care about you, or they would be
