The Chronicles: Green Night

The Ride to the Unknown

"Alright, you've got to spill the beans on what went down back there. I never expected you to be such a powerful witch. What's the deal?" Adam inquired, his intense gaze seemingly penetrating my very soul.

We were cruising in the car, en route to our destination. I couldn't shake the feeling that I already knew where he was taking me.

"Well, I was attacked by two vampires, and I had to defend myself," I stated matter-of-factly, hoping he'd drop the questioning. I wasn't ready to reveal the extent of my powers, especially to someone I'd just met. I needed to get to know him better before sharing such crucial information.

"Are you kidding me? That's all you're going to tell me? What about the fact that one of those vampires ended up dead with roots all over his body? Isn't that a tad unusual, not just for me but for you too?" He persisted, and I realized it would be tricky to change the subject without him noticing.

"It was a forest, so naturally, there were roots everywhere, don't you think?" I countered, feeling his eyes roll as he sighed in exasperation.

"Seriously? Normal roots don't burst through your belly or wind around your neck like that. I get it, you're a witch, but this was some next-level stuff, especially for an 18-year-old like you. Your powers should not be this potent at your age." His breathing quickened from all the excitement, and I couldn't help but think that sometimes his wolf side took over, making him resemble an energetic puppy.

"There are witches more powerful than me at the age of ten. Maybe I have a gift that others don't. Not every witch uses the same kind of magic you know," I insisted.

"As far as I know, there's no record of a witch in our region with your level of power. If there were, my pack would've known through the Law of Balance," he said confidently.

The Law of Balance is a set of guidelines dictating the response to supernatural beings with extraordinary abilities. The Lunar Council established this rule to prepare each species for potential threats from others and to curb ambitions that could lead to arrogance. Ever since the 14th century, after the Great Imbalance, this law has been recognized and adhered to by all supernatural species, including the most powerful ones. The Book of Masters, which details the gifted beings' origins and degrees of power, is automatically updated by magic whenever the Moon Council notes the information in their original copy.

I sighed, focusing on the road, searching for the right words to respond. He was really starting to get on my nerves. Why was he so fixated on my powers? We'd part ways once he showed me the location of the coven he mentioned.

"Okay... My coven specializes in controlling nature and using it to our advantage. That's how I did what I did. Physical magic is easier for me to wield than non-physical magic. Satisfied now?" I replied, hoping he'd buy the half-truth. Technically, not everything I said was false; my coven did specialize in nature magic.

"Finally! Was it so hard to share? I thought we were friends," he said, pouting.

Honestly, we've only known each other for ten hours. What did he expect? That I'd reveal my deepest secrets and life goals? I raised an eyebrow and sneaked a glance at his face.

"Come on, we've only known each other for ten hours. What were you expecting? That I'd spill my innermost thoughts and future plans, like how many kids I want when I get married?" I quipped.

"Oh, alright. I see your point. But now that we have a few hours before we reach our destination, we can chat about our lives. What do you think?" he asked, his voice sounding cheerful, and a big smile forming on his lips.

I really couldn't figure him out. He appeared to be a strong warrior in his pack, exuding power, yet he acted like an over-caffeinated child. Maybe we'd learn more about each other during the journey.