“I hope you’re feeling better. You look better. Last time I saw you, you were slinging some mad magic.”
“Me? Kiana, you saved my life. And then you just walked away. I’m so mad at you I could scream.”
“So you’re mad at me and you want to hug me?”
“Yes. I’m allowed to feel both things,” she announced loudly. “Troy’s report didn’t say much. How are you? Did Morven hurt you? When I have my magic back, I might level his pack to the ground.”
I gave her a run-down on what had happened and told her about Janelle. Her eyes widened.
“Holy crap. She must be the…granddaughter or great-granddaughter of the Lupine witch. There were rumors that a wolf and a witch mated and produced a shifting witch, but it was never proven. I never believed it. I don’t even think a hybrid is possible.”
“I’m a null
