Klevon’s chest rises and falls in his sleep. The healer says that the heavy magic that hits him has rendered his magic into a state of chaos. However, it was minimized because I was in front of him.

Unfortunately, the healer is unsure why I am not affected by the magic. Does it have something to do with me being a werewolf? But Klevon has magic running through his veins too. They are like hybrid humans, created to hunt werewolves.

His eyes open, and I peer at him. “Are you feeling fine now?” I ask.

A broad grin appears on his face. He taps my nose and responds, “Why, my...