nightmare or I just stepped into a bad sci-fi movie. Allow your kind to roam free? Who says stuff like that? My mother, apparently. I think I prefer her fortune cookie one liners.
Kallen looks up at her with anger flashing in his green eyes. “I am not Pooka, I am Sheehogue. I am here to protect the daughter you have apparently kept ignorant.”
“She doesn’t need your protection, she has mine,” Mom says in a voice that I know means don’t mess with her.
Kallen looks really pissed now. Whatever is keeping him from moving forward must be pretty painful if the grimace on his face is any indication. “It is only a matter of time before your trifling Witch magic fails you. You are no match for Pooka warriors.”
Looking back and forth between the two of them I am strangely curious to see who wins this argument but then another thought hits me. I turn to Kallen. “You don’t seem surprised that my mom is a ghost.”
Tearing his eyes from my mother, he says, “She is not the first Witch spirit I have seen nor is she the strongest.”
Even in pain he can’t resist insulting my mother. “You are such a jerk. Mom, can we go inside now?” So I can pinch myself and wake up from this insane dream world I’ve fallen in to. My head is killing me and I really need some Tylenol.
“Yes,” she says not taking her eyes from Kallen. When we are at the back door, she says to him, “I will free you this one time but if you try to cross this threshold again, I will not be as kind. Earth, water and air combine, protect my home, protect what’s mine. Allow this foe so evilly charmed, who sought us out, to leave unharmed.” Kallen falls backwards into the snow as if pushed by a strong wind. I turn around quickly not wanting to see more of him than I already have, though in a different situation I don’t think I’d mind. Great, now I’m having lustful thoughts about the naked sociopath. I steal one more peek at him before I hurry into the house. Out of the corner of my eye as I close the door, I’m sure I see a raven fly away.
Chapter 4
“Jim!” my mother calls as soon as we are safe in the house.
My father comes through the wall into the living room. “What is it?” he asks having picked up on the emotion in my mom’s voice.
“They’re here,” she says simply.
My father turns towards me and there’s genuine fear there. “No, they couldn’t have found us. Not so soon after her birthday.”
Frustrated that I’m not waking up from this stupid nightmare, I decide to play along. “Who couldn’t find me and why would they want to?”
My mom’s face is full of guilt. “It’s as I explained to you before you left. I should have prevented you from being able to leave the house alone, especially not after your father found those tracks but I just couldn’t let myself believe that they were near. But you have to promise not to do it again.”
I throw myself down on the couch. This is getting beyond ridiculous now. “You’re all crazy,” I say as I cross my arms over my chest.
“I’m afraid not,” Mom says gently as she hovers next to me. “Xandra, you are half Witch and half Fairy and the Fairies want to take you to the Fae realm so you can open the passage between their world and ours.”
Standing up, I glare at her. “Are you listening to yourself? Do you know how insane you sound? Oh, and you just had to wait until my seventeenth birthday to tell me all this and by a huge coincidence that’s also when the Fairies come looking for me because they want to kidnap me. Well, you know what? I’m sick of this stupid conversation! My head hurts because some crazy ‘Fairy’ threw me into a tree, I’ve been forced to talk to insane naked people in the cold snow covered woods that I hate and my ghost mother is telling me she’s a Witch and oh, by the way,