Odessa's POV
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"I believe you."
I raised my head after hearing that voice, clutching the suit that covered my body, sniffling because of the lingering scent of my own blood and ash.
I shivered when I saw Elder Davina staring at me from outside the cell, a small smile on her face.
"Odessa Pierce..." She said with a whisper as the guards outside bowed before her and then gave her space. "Just when I thought I couldn't get any more impressed by you, you proved that idea wrong."
I blinked, confused at what she was talking about until her eyes scrutinized me.
"What you're facing now is something your kind has faced for centuries." She mused, a complicated look in her eyes before she continued.
"Hybrids. The inhuman strength of a werewolf and the volatile magic of a witch, but at phenomenal proportions. What the continent saw at the Charity Ball tonight was just the tip of the iceberg... And that's what they fear."