My mother left hold of me gently moving closer to my desk "do they? How did they find out you were my daughter."
"Well... they put one or two together I guess, witches stuff" I lied looking away."If their is one thing I know about my daughter, I know she is terrible with lies" she said turning to me."You told them that you were my daughter Yvonne and they could seek my help through you, Yvonne the spell I did to protect you from them it was impossible for them to fish you out on their own" she said looking so mean.I wondered why my mother sounded that way, like she despised the witches."I was trying to protect you from them, the black witches aren't your friends, they are not who you think they are" my mother said bitterly.I sighed "mother please, I don't know why you hate them so much but trust me, they need help."She bowed her head "Yvonne you made a huge mistake my leaking your identity to them.""I guess I did that mother" I said loo"I guess you're looking for a table, you could join ours" I said.Alexander took a glance at Anne who didn't look too comfortable with the offer."Do you have a problem Anne or would you prefer sitting on the floor to feed just like a dog?" I glared at her walking closer to Alexander.Anne peered at my face like a wounded lion ready to devour it's prey, but I cared less, when I want something, I stop at nothing in getting it.Luckily enough she didn't say a word, she was as cold as ice, I was ready to scratch her eye balls out if she did utter a word.I leaned forward reaching for Alexander hair, feeding my eyes with his handsome face, I put my hand across his cheek smiling like a child.Anne's eyes widened with jealousy but that was the plan, to get her upset and jealous."Here, you had something on your hair, I guess your handbag here didn't see it" I said showing a white stuff to Alexander who smiled.Anne frowned looking away."Thanks
"Brother...brother... when would you ever learn to talk to a woman?" Drake asked approaching him.Alexander smiled "I don't have the type of patience you do have, I don't know how you do it but sometimes I think women are annoying."Drake raised brows "really?"Alexander scoffed "listen, I don't have that romantic patience or touch, I'm just straight forward.""And straight forward isn't what women like, they want the romantic man who would charm them with his affection and love" Drake explained."Your perception of women shouldn't be the same with power, women are fragile beings, if you must win them, you must learn to understand them" he added.Alexander laughed "That's nonsense, I have no time for such games, it might be easier for you as a hybrid but not for me brother."Drake lifted his hands "and here comes those lines again, a part of you is pure which makes it easier for you to love truly."Alexander nodded "the hybrid who is only stro
Geraldine chuckled "you don't dare question my decisions, did you hear what she said she wanted? What on earth made her think we would ever tamper with nature?"Helen shrugged "we are witches and she believes we can do anything, so this shouldn't be a big deal.""Not this one, we won't do it" Geraldine said.Lucy folded her arms staring at her "so how do you plan on taking down father Bosco cause I don't want anymore witchea dying?"She chuckled raising her chin "I would do that myself, I have a plan and I hope it works."Lucy gaped "you hope? Did you hear what I just said? I don't want anymore witches dying.""And I heard you clearly Lucy, I know what I'm doing" Geraldine answered looking slightly upset.The witches took glances at each other wondering what she had up her sleeves."Do you need backup?" Susan asked."Not at all" Geraldine answered walking away.Martha turned to Lucy "I don't get it, our coven according to history was
Catherine's eyes were everywhere, looking around the large hall, searching for her husband.She was scared that he might attack her at any minute once he realizes that she used magic on him "I should have wiped his memory" she thought walking carefully around the hall.Kayne sat with his best friend Matt who was also a beta from his pack.He sipped a glass of red wine "I always have this feeling that she doesn't want me."Matt gasped "don't say that Kayne, that's not possible."Kayne shrugged "according to my mother Matt, anything is possible, what if she decides to turn her back on me tonight? Damn! That would be extremely embarrassing."Matt chortled gulping down a large amount of wine down his throat "don't be ridiculous, you're an alpha and every woman's dream."Kayne laughed "I doubt if I am Yvonne's dream, she doesn't see me that way, she rather sees me like some sort of a monster trying to squeeze his way into her life."He stood up "bu
He smiled "you did so well tonight, I wasn't disappointed at all daughter."I bowed my head "I was only doing your wishes father and that of the two packs, I hope that makes you happy?"He nodded "that was the right thing to do my child, for our family and for the packs."He walked closer to me and held me by the shoulder "I am so proud of you Yvonne, your marriage to Kayne would save us all from this curse."That was the first time he ever said such to me but on a second thought I wondered what he would have done if I was born male instead of female.Each time I looked into his eyes, I saw regret and I knew he wished so much that he had a son, most times o felt hated and disliked by my father, I never had his attention or love but my mother would always make excuses for him.I grew up with the knowledge that my father is and alpha and a very busy one who placed his love for the pack above all things, I admired his bravery but when it comes to family, m
"Yvonne we don't have to go through this again, just don't allow your father or any other wolf see you without the ring, okay?""But mother...." I tried to say."Enough already Yvonne, don't argue with me" she said looking a little upset.I stormed out of the room without saying another word to her, what did she expect? That I tell her I would always wear it? That is one thing I would never be able to promise, I can never be proud of being Kayne's little wife.I walked back into my room shutting the door.Few minutes later....The door opened and my mother walked in.Without looking behind me I knew it was her."Mother please, if you have come to lecture me about my duty to the packs, I am not willing to hear any more of it" I said in anger."I am not here to lecture you about anything Yvonne but to tell you the truth in other to save you from the rage of your father and the packs" she said in a calm tone.I turned around staring at
"How on earth am I supposed to merge marriage and school?" I thought burying my head in my books.This all was beginning to sound like an impossible mission to me.I raised my head from my books and continued writing nonstop looking determined to finish the assignment, I was so scared of dozing off.A lot of times I had tried writing my assignment late at night only to find my head buried in my books the next morning with the assignment incomplete.Most times I continue writing once I wake up in the morning, other times when I wakeup late, I just abandon the books, dash into the bathroom, have a quick bath then I'm off to school, I end up trying to write it in school.You wouldn't blame me, if you were in my shoes you would understand exactly what I was going through.I continued writing making my hands move as fast as I could.Grace and Lora have observed how un steady I have been with my assignments and I didn't want to give them more reasons to
As the party drew to a close and everyone dispersed to their respective homes, I trudged upstairs to my room. With heavy steps, I kicked off my shoes and collapsed onto my bed, succumbing to tears that flowed freely.Staring at the engagement ring adorning my finger, I felt a surge of despair. With a trembling hand, I removed it and flung it into a nearby drawer. I couldn’t bear the thought of facing my friends and classmates with such a symbol of entrapment on my finger.Standing by the window, I took a deep breath, attempting to compose myself and wipe away the tears threatening to spill. The weight of my parents’ expectations bore down on me heavily, knowing that their desires for me would only lead to a lifetime of misery.The door creaked open, and my father entered the room. I turned to face him, my heart sinking at the sight of him.“Father…” I whispered, unable to hide my anguish.He smiled warmly, a rare expression on his face. “You did exceptionally well tonight, daughter. I