The woman smiled, her eyes carrying an unusual sharpness that immediately caught Ravyn's attention, a glint of something ancient and knowing that made it clear she understood far more than she was letting on.
"You don't have to be so diplomatic, Mr. Walker. We aren't humans, and your scent makes it quite obvious that you aren't one either."
Mary's head snapped toward her mother, confusion spreading across her face as she tried to make sense of what she had just heard. She had spent her entire life believing they were ordinary humans, and although her mother had occasionally made strange remarks that Mary never quite understood, she had never imagined there was an entire truth about their existence being kept from her.
"Mom, you've been saying things like this for ages. What are we? And what exactly makes us different from humans?"
