#Chapter 23: Witches and Wizards

Carol’s POV I blink. It takes me a moment to realize that the elderly woman is speaking to me. Remembering my manners, I dip my head to her respectfully and offer a polite smile. “Pardon my manners,” I say. “My name is Carol Miller. I’m here as Aiden’s guest. It’s an honor to meet you, ma’am.” Despite my attempt at grace, Morgan narrows her eyes at me. “But you’re not a werewolf?” She asks. The question seems sudden. I reason that as a human, she is also unable to identify werewolves as easily as they identify each other. “No, ma’am,“ I confirm. She gives me a long look. I find my skin prickling under her gaze. I’m about to open my mouth to try and ease the intense silence when Morgan turns on her heel and walks away. Mr. Cruz shoots me a disgruntled look before turning and attempting to follow Morgan. Aiden wraps an arm around me, watching the both of them walk away. “That was on,“ Aiden comments. “The Laveau family could be quite mysterious.“ Despite Aiden’s words, I somehow