I stepped around him, shaking my head. After searching through the kitchen for a tin of coffee, I got the kettle started. Might as well make dinner. I grabbed a few things, hoping it would take my mind off today’s events.
“You’re really a shaman then?” My aunt asked me from behind, making me jump. I turned to her with a spatula in hand.
“I guess. That’s what everything points to.” I’ve literally spoken to Selene. I don’t know how much more of a shaman I could be.
I could know how to use my magic. I blinked, shook my head, and focused my attention on the sizzling ground beef in the pan.
“You didn’t tell us.” Lucinda grabbed some of the loose veggies on the counter I’d grabbed and began chopping.
“The family wasn’t very receptive to Rhett. Neither was the coven.” I kept my eyes on my pa
