BLAKE HADN’T REALLY USED his magic in a while and he felt too rusty to try, but he had to speak to Melissa about it. He should actually have figured this all out before the attack, but he was too concerned about the fight to think about magic. He was a werewolf first, after all.
“Hey.” He found Melissa in the forest where she loved to pick wild flowers.
“Hi, son.” She smiled as they exchanged some niceties and talked about the forest. Blake wasn’t entirely sure where to start and suddenly felt as if he should just leave it. He really should have spoken to Melissa before the attack! “Something bugging you?” She tilted her head to one side, reminding him so much of his mother.
She also had this knack of just knowing when something was bugging her children and Blake smiled. He blurted it
