“This is wolf totem! How did you get it? Who gave you the right to take it?” He shouted. A wolf totem?
“It’s not a wolf totem! It’s my ancestral grandmother’s spell book! An heirloom!” I stepped back and my hands shook.
He flipped the book towards me, showing the last page. There was nothing out of the ordinary, just Astrid’s signature.
“Do you know what your grandmother did? Do they even teach witches about their history?” He ripped off the last page that was glued to the cover.
“Stop it! You’ll ruin it; what are you doing?” I tried to grab the book from him, but he let out a deep, terrifying growl.
“See! See what your ancestors did!” He showed me the book, revealing a hidden secret: a wolf's paw print on the inner cover, along with a woman’s signature I didn’t recognize. My breath c
