"I see you're beginning to learn, little sister." The words sounded encouraging, but the amused chuckle dripped with the satisfaction of someone watching her struggle, still a step behind.
Violet's expression hardened. There was no going easy on him anymore. This was the time to get serious.
"Are you in communication with Angus?"
"Nice one. No, I am not in communication with Angus," he answered, then went on to ask, "Why are your gifts dormant?"
"By my gift, do you mean my werewolf side or my Fae side? Or should I answer both and treat it as your second and third question?" Violet challenged.
For a second, Micah simply looked at her and laughed boisterously, as if he couldn't believe she tried to outsmart him.
"I have to give you that; you're a fast learner, Violet. However, I mean your Fae side. Why can't I sense your magic?"
"It's locked away," Violet answered.
"Hmmm," Micah said. It was obvious he had more questions concerning that, but he couldn't waste his last chance.
