ng the need to leave. She wasn’t sure why but she

hard to breathe, her blood boiling under her skin. She didn’t know what was going

stopped running. She didn’t want to look like there was

t to herself as she wandered through the streets of

ed. All she knew was that those four werewolves were bad news. She n

s dan

a few small businesses. She quickly popped into a few,

looking for work. She migh

re made her way to her apartment. It w

oved downstairs into the back rooms and was re

ions constantly filling her apartment. Still, it wa

ess her apartment via the stairway there, she noticed

d to her stairway. She wasn’t sure what he was doing there but if

look at her and exclaimed,

back of her neck rising. Clare stared at the

again, “I didn’t mean to scare you. Actual

olding out a hand. Clare took it, feeling a little more at ease. M

, shaking his hand. “By the wa

th permission can enter this place.” Roberto explained, dropping Clare

rs. Niro had painted a runic mark on

ace without the ward harming yo

about if I invite someone ove

, but it was best if she had that information.

ith your permission can enter this place. Think of it like how vampire’s need permi

owerful spell.” C

ike a high level spell. Still, one couldn’t judge a witch by the

to nodded. “Anyway,

t. “Rob, are you scaring the new tenant

copy of Roberto. She had the same brown, cat-like eyes, blond

, turning to Clare. “He has no social awarenes

g.” Roberto grow

” Clare chuckled, noticing the black runic marks o

redibly powerful with Tier 6 witches being the only ones above them, those wit

it’s not every day one gets to meet a Tier 5 witc

ghed, raising an ey

, holding out a hand. “By the way, I'm Roberta Niro.

tes.” Roberto r

” Clare

Roberta laughed. “Must be

ins are rare among wi

en one child is rare since the

ng different species and witches were among those that had the hardes

brid?” Roberta asked suddenly. “Sorry, that

’m not sure… I never met my mother and my father never spoke of her.

She suspected her mother was human but seeing as her father

hat but a part of her hated sh

a mused as she

” Roberto asked, lo

you. It’s not witch magic…” Roberta murmured. “I must be tired

d. “Anyway, I have to g

p by the shop sometime so w

nt, her mind wondering about Roberta's comment