“It’s not?” Lizzie asked, confusion and surprise in her voice.
Her father shook his head and said, “As far as I know, no one has been able to use magic without being taught how. Yet, tonight, you used it without having any lessons.”
Lizzie’s forehead scrunched up, and she frowned.
“No one has been able to do what I did without training?” she asked.
Her father shook his head and said, “It took me many years of training to be able to use magic the way you saw. Yet tonight, you were able to wield it as if you had been studying your whole life.”
She looked at him for a moment, then asked, “Do you think it’s because of my mixed genetics with Mom being a werewolf and you being a witch?”
“It very well could be,” her father said. “We just have to see what you’re capable of doing wi
