RYLEE
Bewildered, I continued to stare at my glowing hands. I was stunned to silence. No one said a word until the strange white glow vanished and my hands went back to normal.
"I don't understand. I am certainly not a magic practitioner," I said when I found my voice.
"We have no clue either, Rylee. We are just as surprised as you are," Jared said and I frowned.
"Does this mean that I have magic in me?"
"It's possible," Vincent said and I ran my fingers through my hair, feeling dazed. Never in my life did I imagine that I would have magic. How was I supposed to use it when I didn't know how it worked? My parents were werewolves. I was certain that they had never shown any signs of possessing magic.
"Maybe, they hid it from you?" Vincent suggested.
I frowned, looking up to meet his
