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“Why do you keep talking about humans asthem?” I asked.
Circe studied my face. Maybe she hadn’t realized what she was saying.
“I’m not human, either.”
I shook my head. “Of course you are! Look at you. You’re my best friend. Don’t you think I’d know if you weren’t human? If you were some kind of… some…” I let out a breath, not knowing what else to say. “What are you, then?”
“I’m a fae,” Circe said.
“Like… fairies? As in, magic and spells and stuff like that?”
Circe hesitated. “Something like that. It’s not exactly like in the stories—humans have tried to romanticize it for themselves to make it make sense, to make it easier to live with, thinking that it’s just all a story, but we are real.”
I sipped more of my tea. This was getting hard to stomach. The teaandwhat Circe was telling me.
“I had a dream about you and Emmie, you know,” Circe said softly, running her finger along the edge of her teacup.
“What?”
“Long before you came along, I dreamed about you. I knew I would find you eventually, and that there was a purpose for it. It was in the leaves.”
“What leaves?”
Circe glanced at her cup, and then at mine.
My blood ran cold. “You’ve been using the tea to…” I frowned. I had no idea what she could have done. “What did you use it for?”
“Some of us have the ability to tell the future to a degree, and in the leaves, I see flashes of what’s coming.”
“And you saw me,” I said dully. It was hard to wrap my mind around everything she was saying.
Circe watched me put the pieces together.
“When I saw you in the pharmacy that day, I knew we had to be friends. I knew you needed me.”
“For what?” I asked.
“This,” Circe said. “Emmie, and what’s about to happen to her.”
Panic clutched at my gut again. “What’s about to happen to her?!”
“I don’t know how to explain this to you, so I’m going to just go on and say it,” Circe said. “Emmie is a dragon shifter.”
“A what?!” I exclaimed.
“The shifters don’t take on their animal form until they come of age as a young adult, but they are known to show signs of their powers earlier. It’s very early for Emmie—a sign that she’s powerful.”
I shook my head. My ears started ringing, and my mind went blank.
“This isn’t real,” I said. “You’re just messing with me. The whole thing is a big joke.”
“The fever?” Circe asked. “That’s not a joke. And the fire… I know you saw that. We couldn’t miss it.”
She was right. There was no way anyone could have missed that.
“None of this makes any sense,” I said. I didn’t want to believe it, but what choice did I have? How else could I explain what had just happened?
“Who’s her father, Danna?” Circe asked, leaning forward. Her gray eyes were deeper now, boring into my soul.
