Melvina noticed that the sitting room, and the other rooms in the house were in disarray just like Esther had said; just like her friend's house had been when she had gone to check on her. The perpetrators of the act had been searching for something.What could be that? She thought, as she ran her eyes over the relics in the sitting room for the umpteenth time, for any sign or clue that might lead them on, or show them who the culprits were.So far, they hadn't found anything. Not even a piece of note, like she had seen in her friend's place, or a threatening piece like the dead meat Anthony had found in Emma's refrigerator. Nothing. Nothing at all.Or had the witch girl hidden some kind of clue since she had canvassed the scene before them?"Esther…" She called."Yes ma'am." Esther replied, dropping the vase on the oval table in the sitting room for the second time.The first time had been when she had come in from school and had met the house in its unkempt form. The vase with intri
Emma signed for the hundredth time as she tidied up herself in the store room of the café.Her shift was over, and Derek and the 'search party' hadn't come back.She wondered if they already found Margo and was interrogating her in the pack house.She doubted the thought immediately it had sprung up.If they had found her, Derek would have checked on her, even though he had left her under the care of Clem and Shane.At the moment, she knew that they were waiting for her outside the door.Sighing again, she picked up her back pack and Maya's from the floor and walked towards the entrance.But before she could turn the knob to open the door, she felt a presence behind her, a cold presence.Before swiveling around at a great speed to see the person, she already knew who it was. Zipfarah. For some reason, she had known that it was the woman rumoured to be one of the good people."Zipfarah…" She called, almost running up to hug the shiny woman out of relief and happiness, but holding herse
After the witch had disappeared, Emma dropped back on the door, a bit flushed and confused. No matter how she tried to overlook it, she couldn't shake off the fact that something was not right with the meeting with Zipfarah. The latter seemed a bit off, even if she still had that glow and calm composure around her. And she had been in a hurry too.Perhaps the stilling time act had zapped her of energy. She thought, jerking away from the door quickly when she heard a sharp knock on the door."Emma, are you there? I'm coming inside at the count of…." Shane was saying, when she rolled her eyes and cut him off."I'm here, rat cheek. I will soon be out." She said, smiling as she heard him curse and whine over the rat cheek jab. She could even hear Clem chuckling.Picking up the bags which had dropped on the floor during her conversation with the witch, she turned around and opened the door."What took you so long? Were you giving birth or what?" Clem asked her, still amused over her jab at
Emma swallowed her spittle as she heard the girl's so confident statement. The little girl could make her go with her, through any means possible. She didn't want to test that, already having a feeling that she wouldn't like it in the long run.She looked at her both sides, the right first, then to the left, to the extent where Clem and Shane laid in heaps.They were balled in a fetal position.Had the girl given them a dose of invisible sleeping pills?From her point, they looked so deep in sleep, so peaceful, without a care in the world.They couldn't help her.Shifting her gaze to the little girl, who seemed to have followed the train of her eyes to her two friends; she asked:"Would they be okay?""Yeah, they will be. You don't have to worry about them." The girl replied."Let's be going." She said, stretching her right hand to Emma, obviously expecting the latter to hold it, while her eyes dared that if she shrunk away from it, she would be plagued by its consequences.Emma, know
Derek breathed in and out to instill calm inside him as he looked at the door that had been hidden behind the wardrobe. He knew he would be going inside the secret place to feed his curiosity. Nothing would stop him from that. He was a bit edgy about it though. Trapdoors and secret places weren't really his favourite places. Taking in a deep breath again, he took steps forward until he got to the door. He tried twisting the knob to open it up, but the metallic orb was stiff, not yielding at all. He tried again, but still got the same result. He almost gave up, until his eyes caught sight of an opening by top of the door as they ran all over the wooden height. What is that? He thought, trying to fix his hand into the opening shaped like a hexagon. A lock! He exclaimed in his mind, them sighed as his elation disappeared at what the answer entailed. The door needed its lock. But where would he find the lock? Ordinarily the Margo would the carrying the lock with her, since it wa
Clem woke first. He stirred, while allowing his eyes and mind to recall his surroundings.He jerked up immediately, sitting up instantly, not minding the sharp pain that assailed his hips and hands, as he took an inventory of his memories.He remembered that he had been flung away so weightlessly by the wind; some kind of controlled wind rather.Where had the force that had thrown him away come from?Who had wielded it?He turned around him sharply as he remembered the redhead, his friend's mate, and their soon to be Luna.He should be protecting her.But his eyes didn't locate her anywhere, rather it stayed on another heap by the other side of the road.Shane.Shane! He called through their mind link, getting up frantically, a bit scared, a bit worried.He hasn't seen the redhead yet.He rushed to Shane, bending down and holding him by the arm as the latter tried to sit up erect, wincing in pain as a sharp pain shot through his thighs. He was feeling disoriented, and a bit sick."Wh
They were sitting on the sofas in the sitting room; Melvina, Anthony and Esther. Esther's head was buried in her palms. After they had managed to translate and interpret the strange writing on the piece of paper, it was like their energy had left them. They seemed tired. Melvina was confused, even as she drew her head back on the sofa, reclining deeply into the lush furniture. The same people that had taken her friend, the same people that had kept the dead animal in the redhead's refrigerator, were the same people that had taken Margo. She had thought that Margo was an enemy, when rather, the latter had been protecting Emma in her own way. Esther had told them about her aunt's travels and secret movements. She had told them about her resilience in protecting the human. And in return she had told the girl about the threats the human had received, in paper and in deeds. Who were these people? She was already suspecting that Leonarya was behind it. That queen was never up to no g
Anthony rubbed his forehead slowly and steadily as he assimilated the situation. His brother's mate has been taken. This was beyond bad. His brother would go bonkers. He looked at the two guys and felt like strangling them. They were supposed to be watching the human for crying out loud! And they failed at that one simple task. "Anthony, let them come in." He heard Melvina say, and sighed. Ever the merciful. He thought. He hoped that his junior brother would be able to draw from that well, although he highly doubted it. "Come in." He said to them distastefully, before leaving the door open, and moving back to the sofa he had been sitting on. Clem and Shane walked into the sitting room with their faces still crestfallen. If Anthony's reaction was this way, how would Derek's be? They were really doomed. They only hoped that their Luna would soften their punishments. "Sit down." Melvina said, gesturing at an empty sofa by the door. They obliged, and sat down, almost robotically.