"The cat probably spent the night in my room, you've been here for over an hour and you haven't sneezed at all..."
"Maybe, but I also didn't rub my face against his fur!"
"He found my first clue faster than you."
Kelsi looks offended.
"That's low, very low. I spent hours in your bedroom looking through everything, I just didn't happen to open the right book! I don't even remember seeing that book; it's like the cat, it came out of nowhere!"
"...Could he be a familiar?"
We both turn to Bonnie, who has her eyes on the cat. He meows loudly.
"A familiar?" I repeat, confused.
"Yeah... It's just a theory, but the other witch had a butterfly that followed her everywhere. I just read a bit about it in one of my fantasy books too... but it's a witch thing. That cat appeared in your bedroom on the day you came back and found a clue about your past right away. I'm just saying, it's a possibility..."
We stay quiet for a moment. I stare at the cat. Is it a magic cat? He looks normal. Bonnie's theory does seem a bit... far-fetched.
"Unless the cat suddenly spits fireballs, I am not believing he’s anything but a stray," declares Kelsi.
"Alright, aside from the cat, is there anyone who knows anything interesting about witches that I can talk to?" I sigh. "Can I meet your older brother?"
Bonnie hesitates, and for a few seconds, she stays silent, her eyes blank. Kelsi and I exchange a look, a bit lost. My question was rather simple, so what is she...?
"He's going out tomorrow night," she suddenly declares.
"Wait, what? How do you know?"
Bonnie smiles, a bit amused.
"Mind-linking, remember? I can mind-link anyone from my family or my pack just like that."
Oh, I'm never going to get used to that werewolf thing...
"Anyway, my older brother said he is going out dancing tomorrow night," she says, "in one of the clubs. It's owned by our pack, so you should have no problem going there, as long as you keep your fire in check..."
"Really? We are going dancing in a werewolf nightclub!" exclaims Kelsi.
"It's like any other nightclub," laughs Bonnie, "but yes, if Ben goes, I guess we can go too."
"Then I guess we can–"
I stop and turn toward the door. Oh, crap, did I just hear something break? Did Benjamin break one of the cups?
"Mara?"
I turn to the girls again, but they both stare at me, looking confused.
"Are you okay?" asks Bonnie, coming next to me with a worried expression. "You just stopped talking. Is there something wrong?"
"No, you didn't hear that? I think Benjamin just broke something."
"Oh, crap, Ben..."
All three of us get up and go back to the kitchen, the kitty walking ahead. Once we get to the kitchen, however, Benjamin isn't there. He's actually standing by the TV looking at his phone, and the dishes are done. He raises his head as the three of us enter.
"What is it, ladies? Everything okay?" he asks.
