Elara'S POV
I stared at him, taking this in.
“But everyone knows hybrids don’t exist. Not as adults. It’s impossible. The aKaelenmy teaches us that they would die at birth from DNA disorders. It’s just a myth anyway.”
“For argument’s sake, let’s say that a fraction of that point-one percent lives to adulthood,” Xavier said. “Of course, no one would know of them because 5th Circle makes sure of it. They hunt and kill hybrids.”
Suddenly, the personal implications hit me.
“I’m not a hybrid. I’m a witch.”
“Mm, well, 5th Circle holds a different opinion.” Xavier’s black eyes searched my face. “Do you have any idea why?”
I hugged myself. “Both my parents were witches. I can’t be a hybrid. Plus, I don’t shift into an animal or crave blood or anything. Orion… he would have been too young,
