Layla's POV
"It's not that much. Yours however, is pretty insane."
"Mine?" I pointed at myself. "But I don't do magic. I'm too weak for that."
"You're capable of astral projecting. It's advance magic. So few even survive who attempted it. You're lucky to be alive."
"Oh that. I don't know where it came from after I was cursed with the berserker's blood, suddenly I was this super wolf. Mind you, it wasn't a very pleasant experience."
"Don't do that again." Hunter said. I was sure there was even a slight begging on his voice. "You have no idea how hard it was for me. It scared me."
"You? Scared?" I chuckled. "There is no one who can scare you."
"I have now." He said and I think I have an idea whom was he referring to.
"I-I can't do it anymore. It's been taken away from me." I said after a brief pause. Gosh, I barely processed that. I didn't even understand how he seemed too attached.
"Taken away?"
