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“For us,” I repeated, as if I’d always known it. Thinking back, I realized that I had known it. Satomi’s reaction was more dramatic. “For us?!” she exclaimed. “Why would they do that?!” “They’re from the magical world. Werewolves, shape-shifters, probably a sorcerer or two thrown in the mix,” said Lucas. “Wait, they’ve sent werewolves?!” I cried. “What do they want with us?!” “My parents must have sent them,” Lucas replied, speaking quickly as we sprinted towards my house. “Your parents?!” Satomi exclaimed. “Tell me, just who are your parents?” “Let’s just say they are particularly influential,” Lucas said without further explanation. “Get ready to leave by curfew, I don’t care what Haggis says. The best way to stop this is to hand ourselves over.” “What about Satomi?” I demanded. “We’re bringing her. We both know that she didn’t do anything, so she’s already got witnesses to back her,” Lucas replied. “Now come. The sooner we get out of this cursed village, the better.” “I’m with you,” I said quickly. “I don’t know anything about my birth or parents, but I’m magical and I belong in the Enchanted Forest as much as you do.” “Right,” Satomi answered fuzzily. “We’ll see if we can get into the forest before seven,” Lucas went on. “Whoever they’ve sent, they probably have a reliable night escort, which probably means vampires and werewolves. If there are caves in the area, then that makes it definite. If not….” “Can we get going?!” I snapped, interrupting him. “We’re wasting time.” “Oh,” Lucas laughed nervously. “Right.” When I arrived at my house, I quickly went over a list of things that I might need. I also pondered the fact that I seemed to always be escaping from one place or another. This was simply out of control. Impossibly irritating, even. As I packed, I remembered the first time I’d left the village and hoped this time it would be better. To be honest, werewolves and vampires were the least of my worries. I tossed several things in a satchel, including candles. Most of the magical populace knew nothing about flashlights, judging from Lucas’ reaction, so I’d probably be safest with fire. Smiling to myself, I snapped my fingers over a candle and it lit just as someone marched through the

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