Cahill
"What? How is that even possible?" I ask in absolute shock and Ma'am Georgia maintains her composure and takes a step back from me, "you were casted a spell." She iterates as if I hadn't heard her clearly.
"But my wolf out cried that she is my mate, how the hell is that even possible? I get that something doesn't seem right about this whole Theodora thing, but I'm just finding it very hard to believe." I can feel my brows squeezing in distress.
"I understand your shock. Your wolf controlled you the whole time to meet Theodora Wilson. It wasn't even you who she cast the spell on, it was your wolf." Ma'am Georgia explains with so much certainty, making me pause for a moment.
"Your body wanted Mathilda, but Theodora made your wolf yearn for her. The magic is so strong that I can feel it... It was practiced centuries ago, I wonder how she came to know about it." Ma'am Georgia pauses and murmurs something under her breath as she looks away from me.
