Crossed Wolf

Rose still couldn’t understand what the magician had told her. What he meant by her being the same as him. It was clear they are different. She wasn’t someone who is bloodthirsty. She couldn’t use magic like he did.

Even if she search for any similarities between them, she couldn’t find anything. He was a man who seemed to be on set on killing the werewolves while she didn’t know they were real and not a curse until the other day.

She began to wonder why the magician was set on calling her as his kin.

Why won’t he attack her?

The only reason was because she and him was similar. In a way where she could use magic like him.

“He said that we are same and you are different. He didn’t like how I helped you, claiming I should be on his side,” Rose responded with a sigh. “So I come to the conclusion that I might be able to use magic like him.”

“He knows about you just by a glance?” Dominic questioned, raising his eyebrows. “Even if you are able to use magic like he does, what makes him s