Hello again everyone. I'm sorry for my long absence. For over a year, my mother has had a battle with cancer that we thought she was winning. I am devastated to say that she finally lost it. My heart has been broken and my will to do just about anything pretty much left with her. But grieving is a process. It's not getting better but some days I can breathe again. If I can breathe I can write. I'm not making any promises about consistency on posting but I am determined to finish this story. My mom was so happy I was finally letting people read my writing. I really wish I let her read more of my stories. I can't undo that. I just wanted to be transparent about my absence and the future of this story. Thank you all for your support.
Amber“What if he’s right?” Her father’s low calm voice asked.“I’m counting on him to be. She needs to go to her mates if the plan is going to work.” Her mother’s voice was calm as well. Too calm.“Sessy…” her father warned.“Oh stop. It’s a gamble sure. But this is what she was born to do. We just need to do our part. To do that, Elly needs to go to her mates.” Ice flooded Amber’s veins when her parents’ words. Her feet continued to carry her forward until she was standing in front of her parents. Their conversation died down when they noticed her and they each turned their smiling faces toward her.“Hey hon, are you not feeling well? You look pale.” Her mother got up and touched her palms to Amber’s forehead and cheeks. Amber grabbed her by the wrists and lowered her hands away from her. The struggle in her mind between telling her parents about her vision and calling them out for betraying her cousin had her speechless.“Maybe you should go lay back down.” Her father moved from th
Elly The glamour was beginning to hurt. No, not beginning to. It was already excruciating. Or at least it would be for anyone else but at this point, Elly was used to the pain. Glamour shouldn’t be worn constantly. A quick glamour to change your eyes from blue to green. Maybe to change your hair from blonde to black. Witches did these things all the time. Elly looked down into the puddle of rainwater beneath her feet. Her stomach twisted at the old wrinkled face staring back at her. This glamour had been forced on her almost every day since she was six years old. She touched her cheek wondering what her real face looked like now. “Stop touching, you’ll distort it again.” Rebekah slapped Elly’s hand away from her face. “Just stay here and be quiet. Darren stay with Elly.” her eyes moved up and down Elly’s body giving it one last check. Elly could feel her features twist into a scowl. “Get that look off your face.” She stormed across the parking lot back toward her husband. What face?
Rebekah The ride home was long and quiet. Rebekah silenced the conversation for the time being. With all the new information, she needed time to think. Not only that, she needed her husband to focus on driving. The more turns he took the more her fears were confirmed. They were being followed. Thirty minutes later they were going down the winding dirt road to the abandoned church they were squatting in. This was the longest they stayed at any one location but Rebekah knew they couldn’t leave. Not with the girl’s birthday being so close. They pulled up and the girl was the first out of the car. She raced straight into the church and slammed the door. “I’ll get her.” Said Darren as he started after her. “Leave her.” Rebekah grabbed his shoulder. He opened his mouth to protest but she squeezed his shoulder harder. “She’s probably tired from the extra energy you siphoned from her earlier.” His cheeks flushed with color. “How did you know?” He looked down at his feet. He might be over
Elly They couldn’t get back to the church fast enough. Every sharp turn and detour Jonah took made Elly’s body scream with pain. The car was hadn’t come to a full stop before she was out the door and moving toward her room. At the back of the church in a room used for storage, she had just enough room a small bed and a chest of drawers for what few clothes she had. She closed the door behind her. Staring at it for a moment wishing it didn’t lock from the outside. She reached under her pillow and pulled out her family’s grimoire. She had been trying to piece together a plan for years. Everything she needed to know was in that book. Just like everything else in her life, the answers were just out of reach. The book was spelled to only react to Elly’s magic. Magic she could not use. She flipped through the pages hoping for something, anything. The pages remained blank aside from the drawing of herbs and their description of their uses. The only magic anyone could use regardless of how m
Rowan The map on the table was riddled with red x’s. Rowan could feel they were close. He was drawn to that portion of the map. Were it not for the fact that he was immune to magic rowan would have thought a spell or something was forcing him to look in that section of the woods. “Stare any harder and the map will catch fire.” Lucas laughed as he walked into the room. Rowan growled at his beta. He was in no mood for jokes. “If the next words out of your mouth aren’t ‘the scout has returned’ you’ll be the only thing catching fire.” Lucas sighed as he walked over to Rowan and clapped his hands on his shoulders. “Come on Rowan. You’re my best friend. My alpha. It’s killing me to see you this way.” Rowan’s wolf lurched towards the surface at his words. He grits his teeth at the force of his sudden outburst. Lucas didn’t deserve Eris’ wrath. He was only trying to help. Despite his intentions, he hit a sore spot for the two of them. “What exactly am I the alpha of?” He asked. “Come
Elly The two of them looked like deer in headlights. Elly turned her head away from them. It wasn’t the mud covering her, or the bright red mark on her face from Darren slapping her. The Hughes instilled in her the need to stay away from strangers. If the wrong one found her it would be the death of her. It would especially mean her parents died for no reason. She couldn’t have that. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare ya. Our coven has land not far from here. We were hoping we could get some supplies from ya.” The man stepped forward making Darren take a few steps in front of Elly blocking her from view. “Head back and get my parents.” He said over his shoulder. The words barely made it out of his mouth before Elly was jogging away, her book clutched tight to her chest. They were witches too. What if they recognized her? Elly’s mind was frantic. Rebekah was right, she wasn’t safe after all these years. As much as she hated the glamour it kept her she needed it. “Shit…they’re never going
Rowan The smell of fear and the sound of a racing heart were two of Rowan’s favorite things. He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent. The little witch stared up at him. They all regarded him as a wild card because they couldn’t control him. But she looked at him with more than just fear. It could almost be mistaken for hope. Just the thought made him angry. He was a wild card because of the witches. Forever missing his other half because of them. His pack forever missing their Luna. To think any of them had the audacity to believe Rowan would take one of them as a mate was the biggest insult he could imagine. He let a claw slip out of his finger as he scratched it along the bark of the tree just above Lena’s head. “Alpha Rowan…is there something I can help you with?” Redness colored her cheeks. For a moment Rowan thought he saw her sniff him. Eris recoiled inside him, disgusted by the witch’s blatant attraction to him. “Hope so.” Rowan forced the words out. Despite the forcefulnes
Elly Heavy footsteps hammered down the hall toward Elly’s door. She barely had time to shove the bag of powder under her pillow before her bedroom door went flying open. Elly turned just in time to see Darren’s hands wrap around her throat and slam her against a wall. The pinching burning sensation rolled across her skin. The same sensation she got whenever someone other than Rebekah tried to tamper with her glamour. By now Darren was good at it. He’d done it so many times he knew exactly how to manipulate the spell. Yet every time he did it the pain was so intense it brought black spots into Elly’s field of vision. By the time he was done, she was slumped against his hands unable to hold herself up. Darren pulled his hands away letting her fall to the ground. “Get up. You just need to show your face, tell them you’re fine and get your ass back in the room.” Elly’s hands went to her throat then lightly touched her face. She did her best not to scowl at what an absolute ass he was. Wi