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The dinner table was worse than awkward this time around. The tension was so real I felt like puking. Uncle Michael was stealing suspicious glances at me. I could decipher sheens of sweat coating his forehead, but it wasn’t enough to gather and run down his face. He was nervous… worried. I think Ken felt the tension as well. His eyes bounced from me to his father then me again. I did not even have to look at him to know he was watching. I don’t know what made me to unceremoniously drop the cutlery and walk out. I thought being with Hector would’ve helped me overcome what I saw this man do, but that was not the case. Being in his presence was hard. I did not know if it was my place to tell aunt Courtney but maybe leaving clues or hints will give her the idea to do her own research on him. I don’t know. But the scamming part I am definitely on to him about. He could go ahead and destroy his evidence I don’t care. He had to be stopped. Innocent people’s money was being taken. This just f
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I had woken up at home in my bedroom. I did not remember much of what happened and my head was pounding. Annalise gave me something warm to eat. The stress in her eyes were creating wrinkles and she was taking the news just as hard as I was. My bet would be that uncle Michael will hold Ken hostage and demand for a ransom from aunt Courtney. I did not see this coming. Annalise told me she called aunt Courtney and she would be here by tomorrow. I had a bad headache from all of this. Hector came by in the afternoon to check up on me. He told me that the body found outside town was not Ken’s body, so that was a relief. “Is there anything you could do? Is there another way we could help?” My voice had disappeared along with the little hope I had when he replied with a soft no. I sighed and slept it off. He had left when I woke up again. Annalise was serving me supper. I had no appetite left. How was I supposed to behave normally not knowing where my brother was? Food tasted weird in my m
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Aunt Courtney had returned the following day. Ken was discharged and uncle Michael was discharged as well and sent to the police station for questioning. Ken’s mother looked defeated when she heard the full story. The police came over to tell her everything and she looked like she did not know a thing. She was so heartbroken that she burst into tears immediately the police left the compound. Ken hurried to console her and Annalise also had a look of disbelief in her eyes. Uncle Michael was the one that employed her and treated her well, she never knew a man like him could do such a thing to his own family. Aunt Courtney said I’m not grounded anymore and that I need to take the day off from school tomorrow. Which meant this whole week I was only going to school on Friday. I was tired of skipping school. I did not sign up to be mates with a werewolf and fighting witches. I just wanted to be a normal teenager going to school and doing normal stuff. All of this shouldn’t even be real but
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School came by fast. Monday morning, I had to drag myself and move around like a ghost. Mrs. Pierce was trying to talk to me however, I was blank, motionless and kept drifting to daydreaming. My mind would wander off to the different possibilities of ‘What If’s’, distracting my reality and forcing me to believe that things would’ve been better if they were a certain way… then blaming myself afterwards because I never got to use those many different ‘What If’s’. I was trapped in my own thoughts, and wanted to be alone and drown myself in them… But a particularly nosy Hector would always come to the rescue to pull me out. He understood the phase I was going through. He said he had been there before and it was not a nice place. He even gave it a word. Depression. Was I depressed? I did not know. I did not feel it. Maybe it was because I had become numb to the feeling since I had been swimming in it for years. It showed itself to me in a different way though. A way that disguised itself
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“You look like you could use a drink.” The old lady before me commented. I guess she was right. My feelings in the real world had melted into this world. I was more at peace here though. Like I could escape and not feel bad for it. Like I could just not care at all and relax. “Mabel is in London.” Sofia alerted. “She went there to see her fellow witch. One that will help her with the spell.” “Seems she won’t be around for a while.” I huffed. That meant I could breathe for a minute. “It does not mean you should keep your guard down. There is a lot that needs to be done.” “Like?” “You need to travel to my house to retrieve something it’s a book. A spell book.”“I’m not trying to be like you.” I sat up quickly, startling wolfie a bit. “You are just going to do the spell to hold her back. And there are other spells that will assist in protecting whoever will be involved. I’ll show you how to.” She offered. My mind ran a marathon in a second. The calculations were buzzing in my hea
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I blocked, ducked and tried my best not to fight back. I was doing more defending than offending. Felisha was hell bent on beating me up. I wouldn’t be surprised if Mabel did something to her family that made her think that I deserved the beating she was offering. She was filled with rage when she attacked. Too bad she was just slightly slower than me, making her not much of a challenge. I had managed to survive ten minutes without hurting or getting hurt. She on the other hand was becoming more and more pissed off and unpredictable. I was doing well until… I did not see it coming. The blow to my lower abdomen. It emptied out all the air in my lungs. Tears stung my eyes and as I tried to do some breathing exercises. It wasn’t working. I wanted to payback. I wanted her to feel how I felt. “Oh, so you are weak as I predicted. You can’t even take a blow.” Felisha commented low enough for only my ears, but that was loud enough for Hector’s ears as well. I swallowed hard and stood up fro
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It’s been thirty minutes since I started burning up. Hector left the door open and was now pat drying my face with a wet cloth. He seemed calm so I guess this was the first part of what was to come. My breathing had slowed down a bit and I was taking deep breaths to get enough air into my lungs. At first I just felt hot, then I started feeling hot and cold at the same time. I wanted a blanket and I wanted a fan as well. Hector gave me a water bottle that he pulled out of his bag and helped me sit up to drink some of it. I was getting frustrated. All kinds of frustrated. I was upset at Hector for no concrete reason and just wanted him to get the hell away from me. But I was also very horny. My senses were going haywire. I pulled him closer to me by his shirt but he moved away when I tried kissing him. He had a smile forming on his lips but the weird confused look on his face made the smile look a bit crooked. “Agh!” I yelled at his face before pushing him. He did not budge and that ri
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I woke up in the cabin snuggled under the blanket, laying on Hector’s chest. His heartbeat was loud and comforting. Knowing he was alive and well gave me hope. I moved a bit and he tightened his grip around me. The events of last night came tumbling into my mind and tears stung my eyes. I held them at the brink I did not want them to splash on him. I sniffed a bit, then pressed my lips together. I would never want to wish what I went through last night on anyone. It was excruciating and abnormal. I never thought it would get to this. My body felt a lot better this morning. I guess this was what I was going to go through every full moon for the rest of my life. No wonder Rosalina’s son lost his mind and took his life because of it. “Let it all out.” Hectors voice rumbled in my ear. “Cry if you want to.” And I did. But I did it silently. He rubbed my back in a soothing manner while I poured my tears on his warm chest. I felt too ashamed of myself. How was I supposed to face Hector af
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We were cutting through the woods, flashing from point A to point B in an unimaginable speed. The animals we passed on the way did not see us coming. Hector stop suddenly making me do the same. I could hear the highway not so far from where we were. Hector's brown wolf sniffed the air and changed directions. When I sniffed the air I smelt another wolf. Emilio.We proceeded with the journey until Hector got tackled halfway by another animal. My first instinct was to murder that thing until I saw who it was.They were not fighting. They were playing. Calm down wolfie, they are just playing. Emilio's light brown and black wolf let go of Hector's dark brown wolf and they had a staring competition. Telepathic communication, I guess. Then Emilio darted and vanished somewhere in the bush, Hector followed then I did. We were heading somewhere unfamiliar but the closer we got the more I could smell a familiar scent.We emerge out of the bush after about 30 minutes of running with Emilio, and
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The moon had been concealed by a thick blanket of inky black eagles. The only source of light were the blinking street lamps, some nereby houses and the few light bulbs switched on in the classrooms. However, those too were fading fast as the army of eagles charged in the direction of the hall.The scene outside was no better than the one inside. Many people were gruesomely injured and cried out for help as they struggled to make it out of the school. The police sirens could be heard from a distance yet I was not too sure if they were coming or not. They must have been held back by the eagles as a barrier was being formed using their large bodies around the school's perimeter. Mabel was blocking me from escaping this place."Hermione!" I turned around and saw Ken carrying a body out the exit. I swallowed hard at the sight and did my best to search for a heart beat. Penetrating through the loud noise around me, I couldn't hear much so I ran to give Ken a hand. It was Duke. He was badl
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I’ve always been a loner. All my life, I thought no one needed to come near me, not even my mother. As much as I wanted her around me all the time, I had to keep her at a distance… mentally and emotionally. I was different. I knew it. it did not take being extremely angry at Ken and hurting him to know… It did not take me running into Hector, or shifting, or kicking my grandmother’s ass, or discovering my mother’s pendant in her forever locked bedroom, or uniting with my father or any of the other weird things that has happened in these past couple of months that I still can’t decipher or explain to anyone without being called delulu. No, none of that.The problem was in my blood. Being pumped from my heart and rushing to cascade down my body. The warm liquid burning under my skin, reminding me that I am still human…. more than human. I could see the difference in my eyes. I could feel it in the palms of my hands. I could’ve ignored this about myself for a very long time howeverI kn
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Refreshments we being served in the hall and the players went out to change. I overheard some students talking about an after party at Chris’ house. Hector went out in a hurry to make a call in the parking lot since the speakers were blasting music from the nineties in the hall. I was standing close to the exit, watching as students rushed in and out of the hall while parents and teachers congratulated each other on the outstanding performance of the team. My eyes scanned the crowd until they settled on Derrick who gave me a smile. I returned it as he walked towards me and handed me a cup with juice in it. My senses were tingling from how sweet in smelt. “Hey. Where is the grumpy one?” He asked. I chuckled at how he referred to my boyfriend as ‘grumpy’. It was no secret any way. My boyfriend was not approachable. “He went out to take a call.” I explained before taking a sip from the cold beverage. “We won.” He exclaimed as if it was my first time hearing it. I chuckled again and no
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The game had started and we were a few minutes late. Nothing much had happened. I got to the bleachers and sat at the lowest seats with Hector. I did not know where Aunt Courtney and Annalise were seated but I wasn’t going to sit with them when my boyfriend was here.“I don’t really understand this game.” Hector chuckled lightly at this revelation. I was not a sport person so this game was foreign to me.“Don’t worry, the reaction of the crowd will tell you what’s going on.” He simply said.I spotted Ken with his number 5 printed at the back of his outfit. I could make out a lot of our school players with my enhanced sight. I could also almost see everything so clearly; like the sweat pouring down the faces of the players… Their facial expressions. The Golden Falcons were dressed in black, white and gold. They looked huge and I was worried because in this game it seemed that weight was an important factor that players could use to their advantage.I pulled out my phone when a notifica
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Ken and I rushed back home to find Aunt Courtney already dressed for the occasion with A blue t-shirt written ‘team Blue River’ and blue skinny jeans with white running shoes. Her fuzzy curls were up in a messy bun and she had a black baseball cap on. Yep, she was definitely ready for this game. “Kenny...” She said with a wide smile. Oh dear… “Quickly, have something to eat then take a long refreshing bath. Your team would want to see you ready and hyped for this match. You are going to win tonight.” I turned from Ken to Courtney then snorted before leaving. “Oh, Hermione… You do the same. We need to fix that hair of yours.” Courtney said. The look she had on her face did not look impressed when she mentioned my hair. I touched my ginger locks thinking there was something on it. I did not see anything wrong with my hair. On the contrary, it was the healthiest it has ever been. Since I started living with Aunt Courtney, I have been exposed expensive hair products that helped my hair
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“You so annoying, you know that?” I let my grandmother know while running out of breath. Her form inched forward and I was itching to slap her. I did have some fear for her because she was dangerous and unpredictable but I was going to put my fear for her aside and face her one on one. “Hermione! The pendant!” She demanded and I swallowed hard. Her voice was deep and husky, curtesy of the black smelly smoke. I moved away from her while she continued to inch forward. The stench released by the dark clouds was making me very dizzy to the point of losing my sight. I jumped to my feet when I had regained the energy I was stalling for, then pounced for the switch but again I had missed it. Her does one fight smoke? When it grabbed my ankles for the second time I had tried releasing myself from the iron grip but my hands just kept going through the smoke as if it wasn’t being held by anything. “Hermione. Why do you have to be as stubborn as your damn dead mother!” Mabel shrieked. I was th
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After school, Hector and I hurried back home with Ken. Mabel was closer than ever before and we had a limited number of days left since she decided that she was going to go about looking for the pendant in her own little way without physically being here. We all rushed to my bedroom because right now it felt like the safest place since I recently pulled out another blue rose. We had a few things to do and I was getting more and more anxious. The dead will rise if this does not work out and a lot of innocent lives will be lost. “Hermione?” “Maya?” Ken shook me out of my thoughts and I blinked at the both of them a couple of times to properly focus. “Yeah? I’m fine. You were saying?” “Hellen.” Hector exhaled. He seemed a bit exhausted judging from his tired looking eyes. “We managed to get a hold of someone who knows her. He uncle. He came over and spoke to Emilio, but refused to take her, stating that there was a reason we found and rescued her. She needed to be here fighting Mabel
