Wilder's POV
After I bring Lyra back from the tour, I go to see the High Sorcerer.
Regine is completely untrusting when it comes to outsiders. Always has been. I have no idea why I thought this time would be any different.
“You brought who back with you?” she asks, eyes narrowed in dislike and suspicion. I know her anger is directed at the outsiders, but right now, I can’t help feeling like it’s directed at me.
God, I’d like to call her out on her s**t. One of these days.
“A couple of hybrids,” I say again. I know perfectly well that she heard me the first time, that she knows what I’m going to say in answer to her question.
“Hybrid what?” Her eyes narrow even further, which doesn’t seem like it should be scientifically possible.
“Half Moon Caster, half shifter.”
She shakes her he
