Loren POV
I stood in silence for a moment, trying to process the information that Alex had just given.
“Silverstone...that would mean that you’re related to the Wizard who founded SIlverstone university?” I asked in awe.
“Antheon Silverstone, he would be my grandfather,” Alex revealed.
“And that would also mean...that you’re a mage as well!” I exclaimed excitedly.
Alex however did not share my excitement, instead he looked forlorn; picking up a stone and skipping it across the river.
“I can cast spells,” he said softly, as though he was afraid to say it out loud. “But many of my kind would not see it as something to be celebrated. That’s why I keep it a secret and take the Wizard courses as electives.”
“But you can actually do the magic!” I said, “All this time I thought that you were just an enthusiast but you can actually do everything that you taught me.
“Why would other werewolves look down upon you for being able to do magic?”
