“Out with you,” Shysie said and pushed Wynn out of the room.
“I will be right back,” Jessica said, and left the room to run after Wynn, but Shysie followed her.
“Wynn, wait up,” Jessica called after him.
“How do you know my name?” Wynn asked, confused, not wanting to give away too much detail.
“I have my memory back,” Jessica explained.
“Oh, great. So, you fell in love with Deacon. That is good to know,” Wynn said.
“No surprise there,” Shysie said, coming from behind, catching up.
“What do you think you are doing? Was the whole point of whipping our memory not to separate us from the supernatural world?” Jessica asked, giving Shysie an angry look.
“If they really wanted you to be separated from the Supernatural world, then they shouldn’t have you study on the doorstep of the Higher
