(Cassie’s POV)
I pulled my mum through the living room and to my room. I closed the door behind me and turned and looked at her. She had moved to my bed and was sitting watching me. I crossed to the bed and sat next to her and we both looked at the floor for a few moments. I felt awkward and hated it, and the tension felt like it was killing me.
“It’s my fault” my mum whispers, not taking her eyes off the floor.
I glanced at her. I don’t want to ask but I know I have to.
“What’s your fault?” my voice shaking
“Your wolf” I closed my eyes as she confirmed my fears “It’s my fault that you don’t have your wolf”
“How?” I asked “why?”
“The binding spell on the witches” she looked up at me “we had to wait until you were born to bind our magic, make us look human” she stood and walked over
