All Chapters of The True Nature Series: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

"BACK TO MY NOTES." Ruthie turned a page in her notebook before continuing. "And then we have idimmu. They are our own planet's hybrids. Basically, part human and part ulami. But their alien DNA isn't completely compatible with human DNA and therefore, most idimmu eventually lose their minds." She threw Wynona and Luke a look of pity, but they didn't appreciate it and glared back at her. "But, Tru can stop that," said Luke, leaning forward. "Seems to me that we've found the get-out-of-the-asylum card." He looked hopefully my way. "I don't know, Luke." I definitely didn't want to promise anything I wasn't positive I could deliver. "I've never tried it on an idimmu before." Plus, my healing history wasn't much of an endorsement. If anything, I had made life worse for Bobby. I didn't know about Ruthie yet."But your mother can--""You mean Caroline," I corrected, still not ready to embrace her as my mom.Ruthie turned to the twins. "You guys saw how bad she looked, right? Fixin

AFTER SCHOOL ON MONDAY, the gang gathered at the frozen-yogurt shop to catch up. We hadn't had time to talk at lunch today because Dr. Frankler had pulled Zander and me into her office for another chat. Ruthie wanted to hear all about it when I joined her at her locker later, but I'd convinced her to wait until we were all together so I wouldn't have to repeat myself. Before we launched into it, Ruthie nudged me. "Where do you think we should go for Homecoming dinner?" she whispered. I shrugged, finding it difficult to get excited about Homecoming when we were talking about prophecies, life on other planets, aliens living among us, and ... oh yeah, that I was part alien. But then I remembered how important this dance was to her. It was one of the biggest events of her senior year. I had promised her we'd make time for normal teenage fun.I glanced at Phoebe and Isaac. "Did you guys make Homecoming plans?" "No," said Phoebe. "We stopped going to public school, remember?""So wha

I SPUTTERED WITH EXASPERATION. "Of course, we're still going to Homecoming," I said, almost tripping over a pile of clothes on my bedroom floor. Dread settled in as I plopped down on my bed and hunched over. Homecoming weekend had finally arrived and I was checking off the last item on my to-do list for the double date with Ruthie and Maverick - confirm time with Mav. Ruthie and I had been busy with our plans all week, reserving the restaurant, buying new makeup, getting our nails done, and practicing hairstyles that looked good with our dresses. Ruthie was coming over soon to pick me up for the big football game and I wanted to tell her everything was good to go. Because it just had to be!"You've got to be kidding me, Tru," Maverick bellowed through the phone. "You do realize that Gerard Hughes and his people are trying to kidnap you and/or kill you, right?"I hedged, not wanting to go there right now. I'd been living in a sweet fog of normal routines for the last two weeks. Well

I PUT THE FINISHING touches on my makeup, checked myself out in the mirror one last time, and smiled at my reflection. My hair was behaving, my skin-tight pants hugged my hips and thighs in all the right places, and my pink shirt made my skin brighten with color. As I grabbed my jacket and wallet, a pile of letters fell to the floor. I paused, contemplating what those letters might say for the umpteenth time. I checked my phone. No text from Ruthie saying she was on her way, which meant I had time to read them.Maverick had said that Mom and Dad were unaware of the supernatural world, but I knew my mom had been gifted. It could be laughed off as extreme intuition, but now that I knew she'd come from idimmu parents, I wondered how much she had known. Ruthie had been full of suspense when she'd given the letters back to me. She'd read most of them, the little sneak! But true to her word, she hadn't breathed a word of their contents. She'd only suggested in a gentle voice that I should r

SCOWLING, ZANDER SLOWLY PULLED onto the road. He wasn't the only one as tense as a wind-up toy. I looked over my shoulder at my friend in the back seat. "Are you all right?" I asked. Her face was still a little pale, but otherwise, she seemed unhurt. "When I get my mojo back, I'm going to drop-kick Isaac in the nards," she vowed.I darted a glance at Zander to see the corner of his mouth inch up. "Just make sure I'm there to see it," he said, some of his stiffness melting away. I smiled at Ruthie. That had been unpleasant, but the biggest hurdle was still to come. I hoped that the Efotis would see the Zander that I knew and loved.A few minutes later, we pulled into their gravel driveway and parked next to the Range Rover again. The familiar wood house stood before us, framed by towering trees and a darkening sky. It looked the same as before, but this time I knew exactly what I was walking into.Isaac was already waiting for us on the front porch, dressed in jeans and a t-shi