This lady is just confusing me more. What does she mean that I’m half-human, half-wolf, and half-witch? Those words kept echoing in my head like a voice bouncing through an empty cave. Half-human? Half-witch? How can that even be possible? My heart thumped so hard against my chest that it felt like it wanted to break free.
Everything is not really making sense at all. My whole life, I believed I was just a late bloomer, a wolf who took longer than others to shift. Now this woman is telling me I’m something entirely different. My hands trembled slightly as I rubbed them together under the blanket, trying to calm myself.
“I thought they said witches are dangerous,” I muttered, biting my lower lip. “How come I’m a witch? What does it even mean to be one?” My brow furrowed as I focused my ga
