REBECCA
"When you talk about very powerful magic," Reiner murmured. "You mean dark magic, don't you?"
Sybille nodded - and I felt my guts freeze.
Only Reiner's warm hand clasped around mine kept me from fainting.
"Any magic that interferes with what is right and desired by the Moon Goddess is classified as black magic," she explained. "And what you've undergone is a very powerful spell, so much so that I can still feel the residue of it on your souls."
I swallowed, trying to contain my anxiety. Magic was not to be trifled with - and if indeed we'd been victims of a spell that the supreme witch of Manhattan herself called very powerful ...
The witch frowned. "Do you remember taking anything that morning? Reiner, you said you believe your family's behind the spell - and spells like thi
