The Ancients by Rena Wilson Read Free Book Online

left.  Kristoff took their safety seriously, “Thank you.”
    He merely nods to that statement, “Now that we have Riley’s story, I believe you and Henrietta have a tale of your own.”
    Riley looks at me, “Did they try to take you too?”
    I shake my head, “No Riley, they didn’t.  However, they did try to take you to get to me.”
    I pause to look at all the individuals in the room.  Kristoff was relaxed, Kevin and Michael just stared at me, Riley looked confuse, Grams face was pale, and Hunter looked a little pissed.  I noticed that Gretchen wasn’t there and I wondered out loud where she was.
    Hunter cleared his throat, “I have her looking into some things.  You two didn’t hit it off very well, figured you wouldn’t mind her absence.”
    “True,” I whisper.  I look to Kristoff as I continued, “As you all know Grams is a witch, so was my mother as well as Riley and I.  The biggest difference between Riley and me is that we have different fathers.  My mom had a whirlwind romance with a werewolf.  He left her with no explanations in the middle of the night.  However, he left a present behind.  Me.”
    Michael just shook his head, “It is known that only werewolves mated with another werewolf can conceive.  It just isn’t possible.”
    Grams raised her voice, “Well there is proof in front you that it can happen.  I never heard of it myself which is why I gave very little notice to the relationship.  When Julie came to me with the news of her pregnancy, I knew we had to keep it quiet.  Julie met Riley’s dad, Mark, a few years later, and they raised both girls as normal witches.”
    “Can you shift?” Kristoff asks.
    I quickly shake my head, “No.  I can feel her, my wolf, inside of me.  I think of her as my gut instinct.  I have some enhanced senses, but lately they have increased as well as my wolf’s presence.  She used to only come out if I was in danger or she got bad vibes from someone or to comfort me.  Now I can feel her throughout the day.”
    Kristoff nods, “It was probably us meeting.  The mating scent woke her up to where your wolf genes and witch genes are on par with one another.  Once the mating ritual is complete, I bet you are able to shift.”
    My wolf likes the sound of that as she projects happy thoughts my way.  The feeling is short lived as Kristoff continues, “I understand why you didn’t want anyone to know who your father was, it is quite unique.  What I don’t understand is that you mentioned a prophecy.  How does all this align?”
    I look to Grams to take over the story.  She starts, “The tome which contains the Rites of Weynard also held a prophecy.  Most of the coven thinks it is a ridiculous tale, but not all of the coven know about Rian’s dad.  The prophecy goes, The power will hold, but not forever, hold only until the one arrives who can truly destroy the evil, one who should not be, witch and animal, marked by the Goddess three, great power she holds, great leader she will be, unite us all so we can be truly free.
    The room was silent for a long moment.  Then, in his normal way, Kevin burst out laughing.  “Oh that is funny.  Do you really believe that some witch in the 13 th century prophesied that our little Rian was going to take down the big bad Ancients by herself?”
    Grams sighed, “I think the prophecy is stupid, but only because it will put my granddaughter in danger.  She matches everything in the prophecy.”
    I was looking anywhere but at Kristoff, however his voice pulls my eyes to his, “Are you Goddess marked?”  I slowly nod.  “Where?”  I lift up the hem of my tank top to show the mark just under my ribs.  While it was relatively small, you could easily make out the design.  The center was the full moon flanked on one side with the waxing moon, the other with the waning moon. 
    “Looks like a plain tattoo to me,” Kevin said as he lifted his hand to touch my skin.  Kristoff growled in his