The Underworld Trials of Luna
My wolf lifts her nose in my soul and howls, the great sea of magic within me sparkling bright and true.
I pull back from Laila and stare into her face. “What?”
She smiles at me. “June, how else would you be able to get a Priestess?”
“But –“ I sputter, staring at my friend and then whipping my head to Anton, who just stares at me, unblinking and shocked. “But – everyone in my family is a demigod or a demigoddess – we all have magic –“
“Not like you,” Laila says, laughing a little. “Your sister can do the Goddess fire, right? And your mom can do healing, and your aunt the weather?”