Starting Over

Staying With Mother

"I've grown accustomed to your face."

Those words resignated within me. What does it mean? I don't understand it ,my mind is clouded from these meer words. Y/n is staring at me , her eyes are red and puffy. She sits up and looks at me in my confused state. I'm pulled back to reality when she's backing herself into the head board into the fetal position. She's staring at the door, I look over my shoulder to see mother miranda and evaline. I stand to my full height and at the foot of y/n's bed.

"Yes mother miranda and child?" I ask them both. "This is evaline. My daughter I've told you about." Mother Miranda says stroking her daughter's inky black hair. I look to her.

"She looks nothing like mother miranda." I though.

"Oh, I see. She's also the one that has y/n confined to a bed." I say as she growls at me. "Alcina, I told you that was an accident." Mother Miranda said, pulling her child back to defend her. "I need to talk to you privately while my daughter apologizes to y/n."Mother Miranda says sternly. I stiffen up at this and look to my maiden.
"I don't think that is best. She is still shaken up." I say in my regular tone of voice. Mother Miranda frowns and stares at me with her pale blue eyes and says.

"We're leaving the room. I NEED to Inform you of her make up." She snarls at me. I sigh in defeat and start to walk out, until I'm stopped that is. There's no way I snagged myself on this canopy bed. I looked down and see my maiden at the end of the bed holding the fabric of my dress. My heart breaks for her and I pry her hand from my dress. I continue to make my exit as I hear y/n whimper. I screw my eyes shut listening to her pained noises, I press on walking out the room and down the hall.

"Make it quick, Eva. Then you can go back to playing with your dolls."I heard mother miranda say to her child. "And please no more tantrums." She coos kissing evaline's forhead and follows me to her living room.

Y/N's P.O.V

I look at evaline. The hairs in the back of my neck stand up. I'm afraid, and I don't like it. That fact that my lady left me again is nerve wracking. I watch evaline as she steps forward towards me. I back away. I feel like a helpless animal and I'm not even cornered. Evaline looks at me and tilt hers head the one side exposing her other green eye. I guess it's nice to know she has both.... it still so fucking creepy with her expressionless face.

"Mother says I have to apologize. But I didn't do anything wrong." She says taking another step. Again, I back away. My other instincts take over. The werewolf in me is ready to defend this time, i can feel my teeth shift and grow.

"You.." I growl. " You knocked me out cold and I did nothing to you." I snarl at her as I continue to wolf out. Evaline looks at me and sees my flesh fall away and reveal fresh wet fur. The rest of my werewolf anatomy isn't to far behind as evaline takes a step back. There's a hint is difference in me and I could feel it. My vampire side was there with me. I felt unafraid now and powerful. "My mom said she brought me a puppy to play with." She argues nervously.I finally snap my jaws at her.

"DID YOU EVER THINK IT WAS THE PERSON IN FRONT OF YOU?!" I roar at her.

She cries and falls to the floor. "Please don't hurt me I'm sorry!"

Lady Dimitrescu's P.O.V

I sigh heavily, sitting down in the chaise lounger, bringing up my feet tucking them behind my thighs and posterior. (Yup! This word is being used!) Mother miranda takes the seat across from me. Sitting proudly in her home. I let my mind wander for a moment before mother miranda gives a wave of her hand and a small book appears." Do you know what a vaewolf is my dear alcina?" Mother Miranda asks me. I furrow my neat eyebrows. "No, I'm just now hearing of it." I tell her. "Well, when a vampire bites a werewolf. Said werewolf now carries the traits of a vampire." Mother Miranda says opening up the book. "It's really fascinating, the vaewolf can walkout in the daylight." I look at mother miranda hanging on to her every word. "Mother Miranda as this creature seems to be fascinating as you say it is. What does it have to do with y/n?" I ask her.