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“That’s pretty honest,” Ramirez said.
That wasn’t a question, so I kept my mouth shut.
“Do you like being a wolf?” He asked.
I let out a sigh. “Right now that’s like asking if I like being short. It doesn’t really matter because that’s what I am, but I guess I know what you mean. It was hard at first, but I’m pretty okay with it. Running as a wolf is really freeing. And having enhanced abilities isn’t a chore either.”
“So you can change?” Morgan said.
“Of course.” I didn’t know that was in question.
“But you didn’t the night you fought the demon?” Ramirez asked.
“I’m not the best fighter when I’m all furry. I’m more of a help when I fight with magic.”
“That’s right. Mr. Dawson mentioned that you were special in that you come from a long line of witches.”
I guessed I didn’t mind that he’d told them, but it was a little odd that they’d been discussing me. “Yes. On my mother’s side.”
“So the wolves can’t use magic?” Ramirez asked.
I thought about it for a second. True, they weren’t as good as the witches, but they didn’t totally suck at it either. They did their best with their metaphysics classes. “I wouldn’t say that they can’t do magic entirely. The pack is its own kind of magic. Not the same as what the witches have, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t count.”
“I see. And what kind of magic do you practice?” Morgan asked.
I raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know. The good kind?” It seemed like an important distinction to make when Luciana was out there.
That got Morgan to smile. “Could a human use the magic that you use?”
Wow. Morgan had been quiet, but now she was blowing my mind with the tough questions. “Honestly, I don’t know. I mean, I guess there’s got to be a little bit of magic in us all, right?”
“And what about Ms. Alvarez? What are your connections to her?”
I tried to keep a look of disgust off my face. “I have none.”
“Mr. Dawson has told us a little about the grudge that she has with the pack, but we’d love to hear it from your perspective. Why is she really killing people?”
God. If I only knew. “I was asked this at the press conference, and I don’t know how much my answer can change. I mean, you must deal with this a lot. People do bad things all the time. Beats me why they do it.” That was part of it. “But if I had to guess, it started out as her being afraid of the pack.”
“So the pack started it?”
“No!” Shit. That’s not what I’d meant. “No. Not at all. She’s been acting out over the past few years. Some of my friends used to hang out with the coven members our age. But a few years ago, that all changed.”
“How?”
I wasn’t sure I should be answering this.
It’s okay, Dastien said through the bond. Go ahead and tell them. Meredith won’t mind. They need to understand how bad Luciana is.
Okay. But if she get’s mad, I’m saying you told me to tell. “Luciana found out her son was hanging out with my friend Meredith. She cast a spell on Meredith that almost killed her. She’s okay now. I broke the curse. But ever since then, the pack and coven have been estranged. When Dastien bit me, she took that as a personal affront and an act of war against the coven.”
“Why would she do that?” Ramirez asked as he rested his forearms on the table.
I licked my lips. It was like with every new question, I was digging myself in deeper. At some point, I needed to just shut my mouth. “I was supposed to be the next coven leader.”
“But you told us you had no ties to her?” Morgan asked.
“I don’t. I never met her—or knew anything about being the next coven leader until recently.” I paused as I thought about what I should say next. “This is all really complicated, but it boils down to her vendetta. And to be quite honest—I think it’s driven her a little mad. Raising demons?” I blew out a breath. “She’s crossed into extremely evil territory. Stopping her before she hurts more people is imperative.”
