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Taking a deep breath, I exit the family quarters and make my way down the stairs to where the witches are all having breakfast. It is much later than I normally get breakfast considering my nighttime shenanigans but I still join them for some simple eggs and toast. I recently spotted some chickens around here so I can only assume that they are perfectly okay with eating eggs as long as they remain unfertilized.

I wolf down my food in record time before remembering that witches tend to take their time while eating. They believe that it helps them to feel full with a smaller amount of food if they eat faster. Werewolves on the other hand, they chow down as much food as they can as quickly as they can and rely on their advanced metabolism to keep them slim.

Looking around, I notice that the other witches are all watching me finish my plate. Some seem absolutely shocked while others like Hazel and Elle seem entertained by it. They do not seem to mind me scarfing down my food like it is my