I looked at Petra with the same confusion Aadavan's face held.
"Since when did that happen" he sounded... Angry? Well he was always angry.
"Show him" Petra told me.
I looked at her for a bit and she nodded. I looked at the pot and imagined it in the air and when I opened my eyes, it was there.
I barely had time to examine the emotion on Aadavan's face -was that disgust?- before it disappeared and his face went blank.
He was out of the room faster than I could blink and I had this urge to go after him. Had I become the thing he loathed the most?
A hand touched my shoulder "It must be shocking news for him. He'll come around"
I gave her a stiff smile. Will he really come around? He didn't hide his distaste for witches and now his mate was one.
"I am so happy that I am not the only w
