set of twins.”
I gasped and pulled my hand away, breaking
the spell. Her eyes became green again. I choked on a sob.
“Drake.” I couldn’t speak. A rush of images
bombarded my brain. My little twin brother drowned at six years old, pulling me
from the raging creek. My father never forgave me for losing his precious son.
That’s when he began the drinking and abuse.
Kai picked up on my thoughts. Sylvia grabbed
my hand and looked into my eyes with compassion. “Like I said, Matefinders are
born in a set of twins. The female always inherits the gift and the male is her
protector.”
My mind was still playing catch up. “Wait, my
grandmother was a witch? That means my mother or father is half witch?”
“Men are called warlocks, dear.” She smiled,
but a sad look came over her. “The story is written that the last Matefinder,
your mother I presume, was half witch and half wolf. She gave you and your twin
to a guardian for safekeeping, someone she trusted. She gave you to your
mother, as you call her. That’s what the legend says. Your biological mother
was the only other Matefinder on record. You are the second. It’s believed to
be a genetic gift.”
My mind was reeling. “My… my biological
mother. You said was… she WAS half wolf and half witch. How is that possible?”
Sylvia nodded. “She died. She was
captured and forced with dark magic to use her abilities. She was forced to
find mates before it was time. Wolves started changing humans. Babies. Anything
to grow the werewolf race, but they were changing their mates before it was
their time. Or their mates were already wolves, but it wasn’t yet the right
time to meet. They forced the mating ceremony living out unhappy marriages
because it was not a union guided by Spirit. It was evil, what they were doing,
and so your mother… she killed herself. As far as how she was half witch and
half wolf, we don’t know. The legend stops. There is no information to suggest
interspecies child bearing is even possible. It’s a mystery. The harder I look
into it, the more confusing it becomes. So we call it a legend. Those that
lived through it have only vague memories. Very powerful magic has been put
into covering this up. Then you come along.” The silence was permeable.
I sat on the floor and stared at a crack in
the baseboard, completely numb.
“I think that will be all for today,”
Kai told Sylvia.
She nodded. “I understand. Then there
is just the matter of my payment.”
He held out his arm and to my shock she
produced a steel knife and sliced his arm catching some blood in a jar. Once
she was done, the wound healed before my eyes. She looked at me indicating the
jar.
“Weres’ blood makes for some powerful spell
craft. When you want more stories come and find me. I’ll be expecting an
invitation to the mating ceremony.” She smiled knowingly.
Kai knelt and cupped my face. “Tell
me you’re okay.” His eyes were pulsing from brown to yellow. His wolf was close
to the surface.
“I’m okay,” I croaked, lying. “I just
need to lie down. I’d like to take a nap.”
He scooped me in his arms and carried
me down the hall, ignoring the stares from others.
Sometime later I awoke to a single yellow
wildflower on my pillow, accompanied by a note. “ You twitch your nose in
your sleep. It’s adorable. –Kai (Your boyfriend)”
I smiled taking a deep inhale of the
flower’s fragrant petals. After showering and changing, I made my way to the
kitchen. Jake and Kai were talking in hushed voices standing over the stove. A
frying pan sizzled and I could smell grilled onions. Kai turned, facing me as
if he sensed me coming. He beamed, his
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