CHAPTER FORTY FIVE
“So you are a magician?” Vivian asked as she dug into the packet of chips.
The girls were currently sitting on the floor of Reid’s house. Vivian was trying to come into terms with Reid’s revelation.
“No. I’m a warlock and there is a big difference between those two words,” he explained for probably the hundredth time.
“Yeah, you said that already and I’m still trying to believe you. I mean aren’t warlocks supposed to be magical or something?”
“Fine, watch this,”
He spoke something in his strange language and a knife which was on the table flew towards Meredith, stopping a few inches from her face. Meredith’s throat was suddenly dry as all the air, fled from her lungs.
“This is so awesome,” Vivian muttered.
“Yeah and he almost killed me,” Mer
