Werewolf Academy
A hunter’s charm.
I only know this thanks to Luca showing this to me in one of the library books in our prior visit.
Instinct kicks in before thought does. My hand burns. Power surges up my arm, fierce and wild. I throw it out without thinking.
The light shatters. Fire bursts from my palm, slamming into the hunter. They stumble back with a shout. I push to my feet, heart pounding. The air shifts again, colder this time, and water floods out from beneath me, pooling across the tiles.