Tante Mira Romane & Geschichten

“I didn’t expect you to be the killer. It wasn’t enough that you killed your parents-in-law. Why did you have to kill my mother too?” I looked at the three of them. They all had the same reaction. I froze for a moment. How was that possible? A mirror was just a mirror. It showed whoever stood in front of it. How could it show my face no matter who looked into it? But their grief did not look fake. What was so strange about that mirror? How could it make my wife, my trainee, and my neighbor all believe I was the killer? “I didn’t kill your mother. It wasn’t me.”

Closing on a person halfway through was a death sentence. The tear in the space before them formed. Enlarge and become something completely different from what they’d seen before. Instead of forming a ragged tear, it became a circular opening. They could see trees and other things on the other side. Not the opening into random chaos that both Larin and Hugo used. This disturbed them greatly, but they didn’t have time to think about it. It must have to do with the ritual being used with the mirror. “Alright, here we go. Keep walking when we get to the other side. We want to be as far away as possible.” Larin stepped forward, followed by Gemma, Becky, and finally Hugo.

It sounds like a plague. “Yeah.” Placing a hand on her chest, she says, “My name is Mira.” She nudges her partner with her arm and kisses her fully on her lips. “This is my girlfriend, Leah.” Leah beams. It should be me and Gracie kissing. Mira’s nose turns up in mock annoyance when she turns to Gracie. “That puncher right there is Tessa.” Gracie withdraws her hands from the table and offers Mira a tight smile. I’m curious to know the story behind the title. She seems to fit right here with them, better than she ever did at Broadway Heights. I smile for Mira to continue and she winks.

I frown, "How do you know I'm not the same? You've not even bothered to find out. Maybe if you stopped swerving me at every chance and looked a little deeper, you would see that I am still very much the same." Mira blinks up at me, her brows drawing together. Her eyes are glowing with irritation. "Not from where I'm standing." She mutters coldly and tries to take a large step back, but I tug on the arm that's bound to hers and yank her back to me. She gasps. "Why don't you tell me what is it you see from where you're standing then, Tinks?" Our eyes lock, and we stare at one another mutely for a good couple of seconds. Mira breaks eye contact first and licks her lips slowly with a heavy sigh.

Nia moved closer, looked in my eyes as she pulled me in for a hug like her mate had done with Selina. “Don't touch me.” I growled softly so that she'd be the only one to hear. She pulled away seconds later, and we all stood again. “You must be very tired from your journey.” Selina smiled. “Come in and have something to eat.” As they led them in, my eyes caught the lady that bore a resemblance to Mira, and I noticed that she had her eyes on someone. I took a quick glance at who she was looking at, and it was Mira. She looked very terrified , and I was very interested in knowing what was happening.

She seemed more tense than I am, but I’m equally glad that I could make it on time. “Have you seen Nyra around?” I asked as my eyes drafted around the room. “No I haven’t, but I’m sure she must be around somewhere.” Before Mira completed her sentence my gaze fell on her… she was just making her way in, and she caught all the attention that was fixed on her from how hard people were staring at her. She looks drained and must have pushed herself hard to show up for her academics. “I should go meet my team mate now.” Mira said thoughtfully and I nodded.

Jack asked curiously as he saw the determination flash past her eyes. “One is a person you don’t like and …” Mira paused “Actually, I don’t like either.” “Alina will come to visit tomorrow; So, will Lotta.” Mira pursed her lips to the left in displeasure as she explained who the visitors were. She cleared the table and washed the dishes. Jack followed her like a tail assisting her with the chores before they retired to the bedroom continuing their conversation. “Lotta??” “The lady who wants to be your wife.” Mira pouted as she spoke in sour tone.

Mira chuckled and ruffled Ciel’s hair then she leave the three of them in the kitchen since she still have to stroll around her land. As Mira decided to make her own usual stroll around her land, she went into her spider money mode and climbed to the tree. Then jumped from one tree to another and at every stop that she made on the pine trees, she made sure to use her natural vampire eyes to check everything. “Hm, nothing bad around the east and northern part of my land…I’m glad that Malik handled it already.” Mira muttered to herself and went back on her checking when she suddenly heard some groaning and huffing followed by waves of laughter. She found it odd since it was within her land.