All Chapters of Blood and Moon: Araya: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Yeah… so I actually hated road trips. 45 minutes into the drive, and I was reminded of that. I sat up front unable to sit still and becoming restless, fighting the urge to ask if we were there yet. My shoeless feet rested against the dash, something Adrian seemed to be unsure about as he side-eyed me until I gave him that look I wasn’t going to scratch his precious Benz. I did have socks on and I was pretty sure my feet didn’t smell. He eventually let it go without saying any words. Uh-huh. Thought so.Apparently the trip to East End was over two hours away from Adrian’s pack boundaries. I of course had no idea where we were going According to him Ciel traveled back and forth between her own personal home and the coven house, which some of the other members did the same and some lived there full-time. Coven was starting to sound like a sorority house, because unlike Adrian’s werewolf pack and Acelin’s vampire compound, Ciel’s witch coven was only comprised of females. A group o

“Her daughter,” I repeated. “Who is her daughter? How am I related to them?”I had never heard of anybody named Antoinette before, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised if they were in hiding. Something inside told me the people who I had known to be my family were not my blood. Not that that mattered. They had been a family to me in every way possible. Even though our relationship had been strained recently, it wasn’t because of lack of love.She didn’t respond, but instead flipped a couple of pages until she landed to a section that had a bend to it revealing an old Polaroid photo. There was a pretty dark-skinned woman sitting in a chair, but the little girl on her lap is what caught my eye. She was like a darker-skinned version of me, almost my twin. I held the picture in my hand and looking at it intently tracing my hand over the faces. These women, whoever they were, were my family.Emotions consumed me, and I wasn’t sure if they were my own or Iyana’s, maybe a little bit of both.

We sat in a room in a circle on the floor in the same position me and Ciel had been in before. My eyes were shut, but I popped one open to stare at the women across from me. Even though this was supposed to be a serious moment it was hard not to laugh. “Focus, Araya,” Iyana’s stern words called out. My head shot her way. Her eyes were still closed, but apparently, she could sense my distraction. I squeezed my eyes shut again scolding my childish behavior. I couldn’t concentrate. I wasn’t sure how the training would be, but I guess I was expecting something more physical. I was never good at meditating for this exact reason. Sitting in the quiet and calm only allowed my mind to race all over the place and now there were so many things to think about.“Deep breaths. Push everything aside to the corners of your mind. Search for the dark emptiness. That is where you will manifest what’s needed,” Iyana continued.Right now my eyes were shut, but there was no darkness. I saw colors and imag

Two days had passed since Iyana dropped that bomb on me and I was still shocked. The powerful witches who were thought to be long dead, were still living and breathing and just fine. Not just witches. My family. Because all Zoldeck witches shared the same bloodline.It seemed so crazy, and I had so many questions.Even though it seemed unreal since everything I had read and everyone I talked to thought they were no longer alive, I was here, so was it really that farfetched? Why would it be so hard to believe there were others like me in hiding, or maybe others who didn’t know who they were?I was freaking out again. Everything was coming at me all at once. The parts of me that felt like I didn’t belong or was weird or stuck out in a bad way, all made sense now. I was different, but different didn’t have to be bad. I had people out there that were just like me, people that could truly understand me. I wanted to meet them, but I also needed to because now that I had my powers,

Of course he knew. He knew everything. He was so damn nosey. Just when I thought I’d have a glimmer of positivity there he was to suck it away. Freaking vampires. But how the hell did he actually know? Did he have a tracker on me or something? Had he planted a listening device? I wouldn’t put anything past him.“What exactly does he know?” I asked narrowing my eyes at Acelin.“He knows you sought the assistance of the witch Iyana and he knows you have unbound your powers. I believe there is a mole somewhere.”“Fuck, yeah there is. But I can tell you it’s not with me or my wolves.” Adrian retorted angrily.I didn’t think so anyways. I trusted them. Damn. I had plans of revealing my powers my own way and now Claudis already knew. He was such a dick and I wondered how Acelin was so different than him.He had a solemn look on his face that had me curious. I felt a negative energy. It was as if he had more to say. Was he just still upset because of me and Adrian? Earlier I had