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Finn took my hand, and we headed to the door.
Mom was already in the kitchen making breakfast. French toast was ready on the plates, and she was now pouring orange juice she just freshly squeezed into the glasses.
“Just in time.” She glanced at us as we showed up at the top of the stairs.
Her eyes were less red, which meant that she had at least a couple of hours of sleep. And I could see the change in her mood. She was more concentrated and had a new energy in her moves. But every time our eyes met, she looked away.
Mom quickly cleared her plate and got up.
“I’ll be in the library,” she said, drifting away.
“You need to fill me in with everything you know,” I said to Finn as I swallowed the last piece of the toast and washed it down with the rest of the orange juice in my glass.
“I will.” He turned me on my seat to face him, then ran his thumb over my lips to brush off a crumb of bread.
“And I’ll need all the grimoires you have.”
“Your mom has already read a couple. I’ll help you sort them out.”
“Sort them out? Have you read them too?”
“Sure. But not all of them, and it has been a while.”
“Really? I mean,” I ran my fingers through his hair, “it wouldn’t be interesting to you. You’re not a witch.”
“I was once.” he shrugged.
I dropped my hand. “Really? But you said—”
“—That I don’t have magic. Yes. I don’t have it anymore. But I was a half warlock before I turned.”
He got up, picked up my empty plate and glass, and put it in the dishwasher.
“I don’t get it. What happened after you turned? Are you saying . . . Does this mean that if I survive the shift and become a wolf, I wouldn’t be a witch anymore?”
“Oh, you will remain a witch. And that’s the problem.”
“I don’t get it.”
“I know you don’t.” Finn sat down at the table across from me. “You see, men born from a wolf and a witch can’t be both. They survive the shift because their witch powers are much weaker than their wolf’s. During the shift, the wolf wins, and the men lose their magic. But women hybrids can be both because their wolf and witch powers are equally strong.”
“So why is it a problem?”
“Because the one who survives the shift will become the strongest and the greatest Alpha and the most powerful priestess to rule both witches and wolves. No wolves and no witches could allow that to happen. They wanted their blood to remain pure and their communities separate. Wolves didn’t want to be ruled by a witch, or witches to be ruled by a wolf.” He sighed. “And that’s why, two hundred and fifty years ago, they came together and created a law that forbids wolves and witches to have a child together. But of course, the law can be broken. And they created a curse that made sure that if born, such a girl wouldn’t be able to survive the transition.
“As I said, the women’s powers were equally strong, and they only helped each other, making the shift even quicker and easier. Even if one of the powers was weakened, after the shift, unlike men, the women would still have both. That’s why the curse was meant to reverse the process, to make both powers fight each other during the shift to the point of the girl's death. That’s why none of them can win that fight.”
Mom came out of the library. And she finally looked me in the eyes.
“But you will. You will win, Spencer. Because you have both on your side. A wolf and a witch.”
I glanced at them, from one to another, then looked down. I was in shock and my brain was buzzing. Biting my lip, I got up and went to the window. I was glad that both of them remained silent and just waited for me to process everything I just learned.
So if I survive, I will become the Great Alpha. Me. Who has no idea how to be a wolf. Though Mom was right. I was a powerful witch. But the thing was that I hadn’t had an opportunity to fully use my powers since . . . well . . . ever.
I wasn’t allowed, was I?
In two hundred and fifty years, only one has survived the curse. Did she have help from a witch and a wolf too? How did she survive?
