***Ella***
We hurry around the corner of the road and swiftly walk up the row of terraces until we get to the front gate of my family home.
"Wait, how did you manage to talk to me inside my head?" I ask before we get to the front door, having thought about that on the way back here, among many other things.
"It's just a form of telepathy," he replies casually.
"Jeez, is there anything you can't do?" I ask. He shrugs a little in response. Evidently not.
"Anyway...Will. My parents know about everything. I found out the other day that they work for The General Council...and that I was adopted. They're human, from a magical background, and they rescued me from my mother after she was murdered," I inform him rather bluntly as I take my key out the pocket of my running leggings, opening the
