Chapter Three

Kierra's POV

As a graduate of Accounting and also graduating at the top of my class. I felt proud that I had achieved one of my dreams.

If my uncle was alive he would have been proud too.

The time was here for me to go back to Kenvy. I would apply for a job and begin my search for what happened that night.

Not everyone in Kenvy will recognise me but I still have to be careful. The killers might still be out there.

I told Madam Ann about my plan to move back to Kenvy. She was sad but she knew she couldn't hide me and protect me forever. I was old enough to make decisions of my own. 

It hurt me to leave her behind. I saw her as the mother I never had while growing up. I needed to keep my emotions behind me and seek the truth. Being aware of all that happened that night has made me miserable for the last ten years.

"Keep this with you," she said as she handed a golden locket with just one part of the pendant and the other missing.

"Was this the locket you were talking about?" I asked 

"Yes, I don't know how but this will point you in the right direction," she said

"Trust in your abilities Kierra, you have shut your powers out for many years" she added looking at me with teary eyes

"I didn't reveal your true identity to you until I knew it was time" she continued 

"Yeah, an identity? more like a burden" I thought to myself.

I discovered I could do things most werewolves couldn't. Back then I was confused as to why I was different. I ran faster, healed faster, heard voices from a very far distance, and could lift heavier objects.

I could remember I once saved a child almost hit by a truck. The truck hit me instead of the child. I realized I unintentionally pushed the car off the road.

Thankfully, It happened in a place where there weren't too many eyes but I couldn't take the chance of letting anyone recognise me. I had to run for the woods immediately to prevent that.

My uncle used to say there are abilities I have that I am yet to find out about. 

" Kierra, why on earth should you be the last bloodline," I thought 

" This is tough, hhhhhhhhhh"

My life would have been perfect with no dramas. 

Last week I applied to one of the telecommunications companies in Kenvy, A&D communications. I also tried other smaller firms in case I wasn't sent an email from A&D to verify that my application was successful. I was sure that I was going to get called by one of these firms. So, I needed to start preparing for my Journey.

I had to get busy, hang around with Beatrice, and maybe have a girl's night out. Scott was not in town. He left for his home immediately after graduation. He said he had to go take over his family's business. 

It was sad to part ways with him, we missed him so much. It's just me and Beatrice now. And by next week, I'll be leaving her here as well.

I am worried about leaving Madam Ann here, I hope she will be safe.

I recalled how one afternoon, Madam Ann was walking in the garden when she collapsed. That was another trying moment in my life. I thought I was going to lose her.

I called Dr Lex, our Doctor who was well acquainted with her. I couldn't just take her to a random hospital in Minx because werewolves and humans weren't treated the same way.

Dr Lex was a veterinary doctor. He came home, checked my aunt and told me she had ingested silver. 

I was confused," how did Madam Ann ingest silver?" "Was she trying to commit suicide?" I asked a million and one questions. It was just the two of us living in this house.

Dr Lex said I was lucky to have brought her to the hospital in time and that she didn't ingest so much of it. The dose in her system rendered her unconscious but didn't do her any harm. She was safe.

With that incident, I knew that even in Minx we weren't safe, Scott advised I should come to stay with him and his family. I declined his offer and told him I had to stay with Madam Ann. 

What bothered me the most was how the wine we drank ended up having traces of silver in it. Yeah, I drank from that wine too. But I was still standing and didn't even experience a tickle in my body. 

This got me thinking if I was immune to silver. For sure, someone was after our lives, and I think whoever laced our drink with silver didn't plan to kill us. He wanted to knock us out. But why? 

One thing was for sure, our hideout has been exposed. The killers know where we are or it was someone else.

Because on second thought, I don't think the killers will be this merciful.

Madam Ann got better, I had to let the matter slide but I continued to watch my back

***

My phone rang notifying me I had an email. It was great to see that I was accepted by A&D communications. I was told to report first thing Monday morning.

I thought to myself

"Yeah kierra you did it, Kenvy here I come"