“A spell,” Mason said. “Or a talent.” He remembered Kai’s description of Olivia from the dream and decided evil and spell. Talents were human. Olivia was not.
Unsure if Mason asked a question or made a statement, Alexa shrugged. “I’m new at this, so I couldn’t tell you. It was like she stopped time. No one got hurt, except Andy. And that was my fault.” At Mason’s frown, she told them the details of the event. They all wore a similar expression of anger, and she knew they would have questions she couldn’t answer.
“What did she look like?” Nate asked.
“At first I thought she was Peyton. Then I noticed her clothes, and when she looked at me…” Alexa couldn’t suppress the shudder of revulsion and fear that traveled through her. “She’s beautiful, but with bad vibes. The hair on my arms stood
