Page 60 of Dark Moon Secrets

The women laughed, and my cheeks blushed. Fortunately, Pepper returned with two paper bags of oily Chinese food, and my stomach tightened in anticipation.

“About time,” said Willow. “This talk is making me hungry.”

“You started without me,” complained Pepper as she took out the containers of piping hot food and set them on the table.

“You should’ve been quicker, dear,” said Willow as she started dishing the food onto plates. “Bit of everything?”

I nodded, my mouth watering for food.

We shared fried rice, Kung Pao chicken, dim sum, Peking roasted duck, and sweet and sour pork. Luna even dug into the unhealthy treat.

“So what did you talk about?” asked Pepper, taking a bite of her dim sum.

“Just my parents, but I want to know about the wolves.”

“She can’t stay here alone tonight,” said Willow. She waved her chopsticks in a ‘no’ gesture.

“I’ll stay with her,” said Luna.

I was all for that, but on the other hand, I couldn’t stay cooped up in here all the time. Plus, I was used to going out with people my age.

“Aren’t there any witches my age who could stay with me?” I asked, hopeful that maybe Pepper was.

“No, we need experience looking out for you,” said Willow. “Besides, Adam is the closest witch your age but not ability.”

My breath caught. They wouldn’t dare try to get me to have sex and make a baby with Adam?

I nearly threw up in my mouth at the thought. He had nothing on how Al made me feel—damn shame he wasn’t a witch.

I remembered Adam from the accident. Far out—they were all bloody plotting against me.

“Do I ever get a say in what I do?” It was more a question for myself than them.

“Once you’ve proven you can cast your magic, you will have more choices. First, we need to get you through your initiation,” said Willow.

“You can wear clothes, by the way,” said Luna.

That was a relief. But why are knots forming in my stomach?

“Look, it’s not a big deal on the surface, but it is important to ensure you have full access to your magic,” said Pepper.

Full access? If I could do more than I did before they came in, controlling the magic like I had, wasn’t that enough? What else would I need my magic for?

“It takes a lot to keep the other mystics in line,” said Willow.

How she looked at me made me feel like she had read my mind. “You can never have too much magic.”

I liked the sound of that. But at the same time, I was dizzy with the thought. How powerful was I?

CHAPTER 22

Tanjie

Images of the wolf and not knowing exactly what was going to happen for my initiation kept me awake. All three of them had been elusive with my questions long into the night until I gave up.

At least they can’t take my magic away from me.

As far as I knew, they couldn’t. Now that I knew about this power, I wanted to keep it.

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