"How can I be..." Xylia sighed heavily. "What are you even saying, grandfather? The second strongest hybrid. I'm no hybrid. I'm a full-blooded witch, just like you and dad are full-blooded wizards. Or do you think there's another gene in our family line?" She had to ask.The questions were coming but she knew she had to be patient and go after the answers one after another."With time, you'll get to know, Xylia," Istra said with an air of finality. He was not going to reveal more than he was supposed to.She was supposed to find out the rest herself. The journey was hers. Hers and the Lycan brothers. Whatever the Moon Goddess wanted them to know, they would know when she wanted them to.He had no power and no say over it. It was their destiny, not his. He was just a messenger of the Moon Goddess. Working for her and obeying her instructions. He would not divulge information he was not directed to."So how do I go about getting this evil out of me?" Xylia asked.She was really concerne
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