"MATE."
My eyes snapped open, and I slapped his hand away. That voice sounded human. In front of me, naked, was Hunter Knight. What the f**k was going on. Roux grabbed me, lifted me, and stood in front of me. I couldn't see Niky, Aeson, Leaf, or Petal; in fact, it was just the volunteers and us.
"What the f**k are you," Roux said, wrapping her hand creating a fireball. I could tell Hunter didn't have pants on, but Roux was blocking my view. His mom came running over with a blanket to cover him up.
"Why don't we all go inside," She motioned to the door.
"I think you should back the f**k up." The flame in Roux's hand seemed to grow, and I could feel everyone staring at us. Exposing ourselves as witches out in the open was not a good idea. If the Salem witch trials taught us one thing wa
