Aurora’s P.O.V

He froze for a beat. Just a beat. But that hesitation spoke volumes. His mouth opened and closed once, then again, and finally, with a resigned sigh, he mumbled, “It wasn’t like that. We all know witches can’t use magic before we turn eighteen.”

I crossed my arms, giving him a look that told him I wasn’t going to let that slide.

He sighed again, heavier this time, and looked at Maggie as if silently scolding her for bringing it up. Then, finally, ...