ALL WHO WANT YOU DEAD

To say she was shocked would be an understatement. Laleen stared at Shane in absolute disbelief.

Did he just call her a witch? Her? A witch?

Shane stared at her closely, noting her shocked expression. So ignorant.

"It… It can't be" she croaked as her hands at her mouth fell back to her side.

Shane arched an eyebrow, amused.

"Do well to rake your memory before answering, Troublemaker. What makes you think you are not?"

Laleen blinked, knowing she didn't particularly have to rake her memory for this.

She pursed her lips hard. A witch…

A certain image flashed at her head but she couldn't recall it properly.

Pieces of her memory were gone.

"Not just you of course. Your father and your mother too"

With a suspicious smile, he added, "How convenient that you lose your memory at a time like this"

Laleen gulped, her eyes widening.

"You know about that too?"