VIOLETS POV
Everyone stared at her. Nobody said anything for a whole minute, but it was clear she was serious. Briefly, I glanced around. Obviously, none of the adults here had magic; Even though Moms Dad was a waitch, she had been born a werewolf. Garrett and myself were obviusly wolves too, we had shifted after all. However, Aunt Claras eyes landed on me and I paled, holding my hands up.
"It can't be me!" I exclaimed. "I'm a werewolf, not a witch."
"But you're a new wolf." Mom mused. "We haven't talked about that yet, but now seems like an appropriate time."
I shook my head in denial. "No, Hala would have said something. She would have known." I said firmly.
"Aya knew I was a Mother Wolf, but she never told me. Not until we shifted." Mom told me.
Everyone was staring at me, and I g
