Betty’s POV
That was close.
I did not even feel my own granddaughter was just nearby.Maybe she had some aura cloaking powers. Her abilities are quite peculiar and the funny thing there is, Max does not even know. Her change is slowly happening and I fear that she will freak out unless she was properly introduced to the wolfhood and the Shepard pack.
When my husband died, Teresa was about to succeed him. In fact, it should have been earlier had she not went to hiatus. Her hiatus included giving birth alone and raising a daughter all by herself. It was our decision not to be involved of her whereabouts. She would just make a random call and inform us that she was fine.
A few hours after she left, the Blacks paid us a visit and with the desire to know where Teresa fled, used a seer to make sure that we had no idea. Clay was a genius
Quentin’sPOV:I had two offsprings. Cassandra, whom I have kept a secret, was from a witch lover I had even before I had met and mated with Clay’s mother. Leticia was all that I wanted in a woman. Smart, beautiful and takes good care of the people around her.ClayandCassandraarewellawareofoneanotheranddespitethehugeagegap,thetwoaregoodfriendsandsiblingstooneanother.Bothofthemareveryspecial.Ithinkthattheuniversewantedmetohavethebestkidsbuttheyarecomplicatedaswell.Cassiewasbornfromawitchmother.Shedoesnottakeafter
Betty arrived from the council meeting around three in the afternoon. Both Teresa and Max are not yet at home. When she pulled over in the graveled garage, she was on the edge. She wanted to blow off steam. No matter how he contemplated the circumstances that they are in, it all boils down to one thing. For Max to know the truth. Betty knew that if she won’t be the one to expose the real score to her, another Alpha will and it will be unacceptable. Max will hate her for lying. She is already hating her mother and hating her grandmother will be like a double strike to her emotionally and psychologically.Max will be needing every fiber of support she can get from them. She needed to run. In the woods. Her rage was off the chart and she needed the outlet for that. Running in her wolf form is the best idea she had came with. She does her thinking best when she is in her best state. And that is her wolf. The Shepard ranch
Max’s POVWell, instead of getting dinner, I guess I will be served with the hard truth tonight. I have a hunch that it will all boil down to my father. A person whom I have never met yet, here we are, looking like a bunch of card players ready to lay down their cards. The only downside is, I do not have a deck of cards to lay.I took a seat and braced myself for the worse. Because what is worse than not getting dinner at dinner time? “So, what are we going to talk about? I hope this will resolve the issue and would lessen your bickering on each other.” “Max, it’s about your father.” “Finally! I have been waiting for his name to come up for so long. I just did not want to push it, Teresa is not the talkative type.”My grandmother and my mother was not even laughing or scolding at my sarcasm. I was just fooling around because they were too formal and it scares the shit out of me. In the few days that we
“What do you mean that I have to train?” “Well, for starters you have to learn how to defend yourself in case they appear out of nowhere.” “Who?” “The Rogues.” My grandmother does not have the flair or affection for theatrics. Or maybe she was running out of time she was ditching the drama for a more straight to the point approach. I now wish that my mother somehow had acquired that no drama trait of hers and should have told me the truth before so now I do not have to deal with this crap. “You see, a lot of people are after you and now that you are almost eighteen..” “That’ll be in two weeks.” I snapped. I forgot that I am turning legal in a couple of weeks. “yes, as I was saying, these people will be drawn to you, like moth to a candle.” “But why?” “Because, you are the girl in the pr
Max’s POV Have you ever been stepped on your foot and the one who did that to you did not even bother to say that they are sorry? Yeah,well, that is how it felt. It fucking sucks. Some people have a freaking hard time admitting the truth and in the long run, it ruins the lives of the people that gets involved. My mother. Gosh, I wish I know how and when to understand her. I get it that she did all that to protect me and stuff, but she could have at least told me anything to prepare me for this. At least, I am not shocked. Here I am now, lying on my bed and trying to fit and figure out the pieces of information I just received. My train of thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the wooden door. “Hi.” Alright, it’s
She woke up with a painful neck. She must have slept after her mother left her or she slept even if her mother was still talking to her. Whichever it was, she was just grateful that she was able to get some much needed shut eye. After class, her grandma will pick her up in school today and together, they will face the council. That was the plan , initially. She was jittery. Why would not she? The council, from what she deduced from the conversations that her mother and grandmother were exchanging last night, was not the same as the student council that each school has. These people are ruthless and leaders of their own packs. Men with authority. And they have a hard time accepting a woman in their midst. It was a big day for her. Today is the day that she will finally meet her grandfather from her father’s precio
Max’s POV Grandma is about to open that door. When that oak door opens, there will be no going back, Max. I told myself. I can bolt here. Right now and leave . Go someplace else where I could start anew. But, will that be worth it? My grandmother and my mother placed all their faith in me. They kept me safe. My father made the greatest sacrifice to keep me alive, to be able to be back here and make a difference. Bailing out seems a good idea, but in the long run? Will it make my life a little less full of regrets and what if’s? I take a good look of my kind grandmother’s eyes. I see love and pride there. And if she worked real hard to get the respect she was experiencing now, I do not think that a very confused and coward gran daughter had the right to take it away from her. “Suck it in.” I reminded myself.
Zayn’s POV I cannot wait to tell Fred and Aron the look on Max’s face when she discovered that I am also a wolf. Her face went from blank to confused to surprised to a total bewilderment. By now, she would have put two and two together that I was making friends because I knew who she was and what she is. Surely, she does not think that I talked to her on my accord. That is ridiculous. “You are like me?” She asked me like it was a disease that we both contracted and just found out that there was no known cure. And, I had the best answer. “Pretty much. But mine does not look as cool as that.” I was referring to her blue aura. No one had that. It was told long ago, that there were a few who possessed that same blue hue. They were the first wolves to ever roam the planet. And as they intermingled, their aura got