Ciera’s povThe car engine stopped waking me up from my light sleep. It was early morning and I could see the huge forest in front of us.  The trees were tall and green, the air was fresh and the birds were singing.I stretched ‘’where is my aunt?’’ I asked beta Harry. ‘’I hoped that you would show me’’ he said smiling trying to cover how tired he was from driving all night.‘’what do you mean? I don’t even know her’’ I told him stating the obvious. ‘’I know but she is founder of a pack that it is special and well hidden’’ he seemed to enjoy to be the one knowing everything.‘’How am I suppose to know where the pack is when I didn’t even know of its existence?’’ I think he wants me to be the silly one always asking questions when he is the one with the riddles.‘’well maybe you don’t know w

Ciera’s pov "If my father was a werewolf king and my mother a witch what does it makes me? I know that i don't have magic but would i get a wolf at least?" "Honey you do have magic, i bonded it with a spell when you were five. It wasn't safe for you to saw your magic. Your uncle is hunting witches and hybrids like you. He went mad after the rejection and he wants witches to pay for that. It wouldn't be safe for you to manifest your abilities." All that generated new questions. Why did they abandon me? Why my aunt didn't get me back and raise me herself? "Why did you leave me there? How did you manage to bond my powers?" I asked her feeling abandoned once again. Searching on her eyes for hidden clues. She was looking me apologetically "I wanted to take you but i couldn't without raising any suspicious. You wouldn't be safe with me anyway, i was on the run as any other witch. You had friends anyway. I took you for a while in order to suppress your magic

Ciera’s pov It’s been a week since we started training. Combat training was getting a lot better and I had improved but magic training was a waste of time. Everyone was disappointed because the three of them were expecting me to be the most powerful witch like my mom. It would have made the combat against my uncle easiest but things were never so easy for me. At combat training I was doing great when I was against Amelie but I didn’t stand a chance against beta Harry. Maybe because Amelie’s attention was on him and not at the fight. I don’t know why he is keeping his distant from her when it is obvious that she is so into him. We were having dinner the four us at my aunt’s house that we were still staying in. ‘’Mam, we have a problem’’ the tall man near thirty that I saw the first day when we arrived here, came in the house speaking to my aunt. He was in hurry and alert. What was the problem? Are we under attack or anything? But that’s can’t be happening beca

Pavlo’s pov ‘’Why are you drinking here alone looking at them?’’ A red headed girl asked me while she took a sit next to me. There was a campfire and everyone was around drinking and chatting. ‘’it’s a long story’’ I said trying to avoid her. ‘’All I have is time’’ she said giving me an empathy smile looking towards them as well. ‘’I am Amelie by the way’’ she introduced herself smiling. ‘’I am Pablo’’ I said serious not wanting to give the impression that I was flirting with her. ‘’lets here your story’’ she encouraged me looking at them almost the same way that I did.  I hope that she is not into Ciera too. I don’t know what got to me, maybe I needed to spill my guts out to someone, to finally say the truth, to confess my feelings or maybe I was way too drunk. Werewolf’s don’t get drunk but here the drinks were spelled with magic. I don’t know why but I just told her the story. ‘’For years I am in love with a girl that wasn’t into me. A

Ciera’s pov   Amelie and Pablo stopped talking and Amelie went to country dance with the crowd. That seemed to both a relief both for me and Betta Harry who seemed to calm down. ‘’Beta Harry I am really sorry but I really need to speak with him’’ I tried to excuse my self and go talk to him finally. ‘’Just be careful quin, remember any peon can try to be promoted to a quin when it arrives at promotion square’’ he tried to worn me. ‘’I don’t think that Pablo wants to be a quin’’ I joked and giggled tried not to imagine him as a medieval quin. ‘’That’s not what I am saying and you know it, peons are always sacrifice themselves to protect the king’’ he was serious looking me deep in my eyes. I knew he had the best interested for me in his heart, he just didn’t know Pablo as I did. ‘’He is not just a pawn, at list not for me and be sure that he wouldn’t allow someone to use him as one against me. He was always on my corner.’’ I tried to convi