The shock that enveloped the group in the sitting room was almost suffocating, a thick blanket of disbelief settling over them as Claire nervously revealed herself, her invisibility power deactivated. It was as if the very air had been charged with electricity, crackling with tension as the implications of her revelation sank in.Margo, who had been on the verge of speaking before Nathan had sensed Claire’s presence, felt a surge of conflicting emotions wash over her. Surprise mingled with a deep-seated sense of familiarity as she struggled to reconcile the image of the girl before her with the Claire she thought she knew. During one of her secret visits to Emma, she had come across the girl in a heated conversation with her mother, but Margo hadn’t really thought to listen in, but she never forgot a face. Margo remembered Claire, and the confusion that never left her face during the discussion with the older woman. She had known her as the beta’s daughter-she had done enough resea
Emma couldn't contain her happiness when Annabel revealed that she knew the location the coordinates pointed to. It felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders, knowing that she had finally solved her mother's puzzle. She couldn't help but grin from ear to ear as she exchanged "I told you so" glances with Prescott and Amelia.Seeing Annabel's understanding filled Emma with a sense of accomplishment. Left for her alone, she would have spent countless hours deciphering the clue left behind by her mother, determined to unravel the mystery that would have haunted her for so long. And now, her effort in trusting Annabel has finally paid off.But amidst her happiness, Emma couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. She could sense Prescott's lingering suspicion, his eyes darting between Annabel and the coordinates. Despite Annabel's assurances, he still harbored doubts, and Emma knew that she would have to tread carefully around him.But for now, she pushed asid
The room fell into an almost palpable silence after Claire's confession, each word hanging in the air as if suspended in time. The atmosphere was thick with shock, the weight of her revelation pressing down on everyone present. It was as if the very walls of the sitting room absorbed the enormity of her words, amplifying the tension that gripped the space.Claire stood in the center of the room, her posture defiant yet vulnerable. Her eyes met Curtis briefly, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her face before she steeled herself once more. She had laid her heart bare, and now she awaited the reactions of the people with bated breath.The silence was abruptly shattered when Curtis stepped forward, his expression hardening into one of cold denial. "Claire," He began, his voice firm, "I don't know what you're talking about. We aren't mated."Claire's face fell, the hurt and confusion stark in her eyes. "Curtis, please," she pleaded, her voice trembling with emotion. "I know this is my fau
00:45 am The soft glow from the chandelier above cast a warm light on Annabel’s features, revealing a calm but intense expression. She took a deep breath, ready to share her story. From her position, she could see that her last words had shocked her friends into a huge mute phase. Emma, for one had her mouth open. "My family," Annabel began, her voice steady, "…has a long and unique lineage. We are the opposite of hunters. While hunters seek to destroy supernatural beings, we have dedicated our lives to protecting them."Emma and Amelia, seated across from her, exchanged curious glances. This was not the introduction they had anticipated."Our family, the Ingodils, has always stood as guardians of the supernatural," Annabel continued. "For generations, we have been entrusted with the safety and well-being of those with extraordinary abilities. It is a rare calling, and even among humans, it is rare to find individuals with the gifts that we possess."Emma leaned forward, intrigued.
In the midst of the subtle chaos that had ensued with Freya and Lucille groaning in pain, Nathan stood with an air of solemnity in the large living room. His gaze was fixed on his two daughters, who were slithering on the floor like frustrated, pained, snakes. Beside them were their mates.“Kane!”Kane turned sharply to his Prince, his attention divided between his almost wailing mate, and his stern Prince.“Take Lucille outside. She is about to shift. She would need the calmness of the forest air.”Kane, without the slightest hesitation, obeyed. He carried Lucille in his arms, and hurried out of the room, without turning aside to notice the positions of the others. However, Shane and Clem followed after him, including Dobah, to offer protection incase of unpredictable circumstances.“Peter, are there rooms which we can use to work for healing magic?”Peter nodded, eager to be useful in this situation.“Then, take Eva to one of the rooms. Margo, and Keturah, you go with him. We might
“She is about to shift! Oh my god! Quick, let’s help her up. There’s enough space outside to shift!” Annabel shouted, immediately Emma fell to the ground and started twisting like an earthworm that had been dumped in a tray of salt. Amelia immediately moved, keeping Prescott on the center table. She held Emma by one side, whilst Annabel took up the second position by Emma’s other side. Emma herself kept cursing the gods for putting her in this situation. Who said she wanted to be a wolf? Or that she wanted to save the world? The pain racking all over her body idled her brain intermittently, so much so that she lost consciousness of her surroundings sometimes. Other times, she was aware that she was being pushed, mainly by Prescott’s magic, through the hallways, and then to the open air. Amelia and Annabel weren’t doing much, even with their grunts. She wondered if they were aware that Prescott, even though they had left him inside, was the one actually pushing her. It amused her,
Two Days Later:Emma woke with a start, disoriented and groggy. The room seemed unfamiliar, shadows playing tricks on her tired eyes. She blinked, trying to remember where she was. Slowly, the events of the past day flooded back to her consciousness.Shift.Annabel.Rare humans.She remembered that she had transformed into her wolf form after a long shift, her duties as a chosen one demanding all her strength. The change left her feeling strange, now she was in her human form. It was terribly intense. Emma wasn't sure she would want to go another round. She wished it could be a one time thing. But how possible was that?Rubbing her eyes, Emma sat up in bed, the sheets clinging to her skin. Her limbs felt heavy, as if they didn't quite belong to her yet. She ran her fingers through her tousled hair, noticing how coarse it felt compared to usual. Everything felt sharper, more acute. It was like her senses had been turned up to their highest levels.Glancing around the room again, Emma s
Freya sat in a cozy armchair, flanked by Aiden and Maya, surrounded by the family which has become extended, and untied to an extent. The witches, Margo and Keturah, were there too. Esther was still recuperating from the attack, and they had chosen to stay to take care of her, to return to the community when the young witch became whole again.Eva, now healed, was leaning comfortably against Maya, her small head resting on the latter's shoulder. At intervals, Maya stroked Eva's hair gently, as if to reassure the little one that all was good now, that no one was annoyed with her, that all was forgiven.Across from them was Lucille. She was sitting on a plush sofa with Kane. After she had woken up from a fitful sleep yesterday, she had been unable to seperate herself from the male, or the mate bond. She couldn't deny it any longer either. Now, they were inseparable.Around them were other members of the extended group; Nathan and Sheila, Melvina and Peter, Dobah and Blenda, Julius an