Chapter 57

Two days had passed since Iyana dropped that bomb on me and I was still shocked. The powerful witches who were thought to be long dead, were still living and breathing and just fine. Not just witches. My family. Because all Zoldeck witches shared the same bloodline.

It seemed so crazy, and I had so many questions.

Even though it seemed unreal since everything I had read and everyone I talked to thought they were no longer alive, I was here, so was it really that farfetched? Why would it be so hard to believe there were others like me in hiding, or maybe others who didn’t know who they were?

I was freaking out again. Everything was coming at me all at once. The parts of me that felt like I didn’t belong or was weird or stuck out in a bad way, all made sense now. I was different, but different didn’t have to be bad. I had people out there that were just like me, people that could truly understand me. I wanted to meet them, but I also needed to because now that I had my powers,