Helen POV
I stepped back, c*****g my head at the little mortal on the couch, before staring off into the foyer for Ezequiel. Her half-brother seemed just as confused as I did.
“Did—did you know about this?”
Ezequiel shook his head in dismissal. “I had no idea, Luna. I’ve never met her father. If she is a wizard then that means her father had to be one, and we never talked about him much.”
“So weird,” I furrowed, watching Martha gasp and sweat profusely. “So, what’s the sickness? Wizards don’t go into heat, Gwen. What’s wrong with her?”
“There’s some kind of curse at play,” the healer hummed. “I know from the Beta that King Juden has taken the wizards to his pack lands and I think he used a calling spell to make them stay there. Whatever it is, it’s calling for her to leave this place
