Elvenia

They feared her. The Tatiana. Her brothers, Uncles, and Father were protective, but she wanted to protect herself. She was ‘special’, she was ‘different’. That was what Uncle Silas said. Elvenia did not know what that meant, but she wanted no part of it. She wanted to run in the woods with her brothers, play in the trees with her Fae friends, and dance the night away. But those outside her mom’s circle were mean sometimes. So, her knees knocked together as she approached her mother.

“You called for m-me, M-Mother Catherine?” She could not help but shiver in fear as she stuttered over her words. “Ah! S-sorry!”

“Mother Catherine? Elvenia, you’re my daughter. You can call me mom, or mommy, or whatever you want.” Beautiful purple eyes turned towards her, wide with apparent shock. “Did your Alpha change that?”

“N-No, some of the p-pack said it... oh, but it’s fine! Dad said it helps build c