THE WITCH SHADOW
~TATE POV~
A laugh slipped out of me, quick and scared, like it had gotten lost on its way to humor. “You must be joking,” I said, though my voice shook. “Me? A witch? That is insane.”
The word felt like a toxin on my tongue. Witch. I had grown up hearing about them in whispered stories, strange, dangerous creatures who played with powers best left untouched.
Not something I could ever be.
Mathias did not blink. His eyes locked on mine, steady, unyielding. “It’s the only explanation, Princess. No ordinary human can hear thoughts the way you do.”
“But my parents were both human,” I snapped, panic flaring hot. “They raised me human. I don’t even own a broomstick, for Goddess’ sake.”
Daxon leaned forward, calm but firm, the Alpha in him seeping through. “Sweetheart, i
