Layla POV
“Shifter magick,” Sarai began, “works with the same rules as any other light magick, though the shifter has to have awakened their wolf spirit like you have, Layla. The only other way for a shifter to have magical abilities is to be part witch, which I’m guessing you didn’t know you were, Isaiah.” She looked pointedly at the young boy who stood opposite her, next to Layla. They had moved outside for this, as Sarai had said that Layla, who was new to the shifter magick, would need to be as close to nature as she could get, since that was part of what fueled and controlled the magick, alongside the user.
“Wait, what?” Isaiah said, a disbelieving look on his face. “I’m not part witch.”
“Yes, you are, I sensed it on you the second you came to this place,” Sarai answered patiently
