Amaya POV
"How is it possible that in the entire history of our race no one has been a wolf and a caster at the same time?" I asked Jonah as I glanced worriedly at my son who looked utterly confused.
"Calm down, Amaya, you're scaring Ash." Merrick said as he placed a calming hand on my shoulder.
'It's not impossible.' Ares whispered in my head, as if she were ashamed to admit that she was siding with Jonah on this one.
"How is this possible?" I asked Jonah. Right now he was the only person that could provide us with answers.
"I knew the little monster was unique, just not this unique." Merrick commented as he messed Ash's hair up, much to the little boy's delight.
He adored Merrick, whenever Merrick would leave for a mission or to visit the Silver Moon Pack he always threw a fit, making it harder for me to put him to bed at night.
