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 witch, she had been born a werewolf. Garrett and myself were obviously wolves too, we had shifted after all. However, Aunt Clara’s 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,...