a Natural, aren't you? Just like Tess,” Titus said, realizing it for the first time.

“What are you talking about?” the boy said, snapping to a standing position. He looked ready to argue.

At last, Titus’s mind finally found the gear it had been looking for from the beginning and slowly started turning.

No old family or cult was backing Nick, that was why nothing had added up for Titus. He was a Natural, like Tess, maybe stronger since he hadn’t needed anything to cross over the border into the world of the Wyrd.

That was why his circles and formulas were rough, but usable. He had never been trained, or had anyone explain to him what Cerberus was. He had never been told he wasn't insane, that the things he saw weren’t imagined, but real.

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