Odessa POV

Alera withdrew her hand. She pulled out two thick black gloves from her bag and slipped her fingers into them.

“I’m surprised you know,” She said.

“How?”

“Because my children don’t know. Not even my ex-husband and I were married to Barnette for years. Nothing got passed him aside from my true identity.” She said it as if it were a major accomplishment.

“So your children are hybrids too, huh?”

“No. My magic never passed down to them. That doesn’t mean their ...