Accepted With Scars

Chapter 29- You Always Get Me In Trouble

Yes two updates in one day, I had this ready to post today, not ya'lls fault I forgot to post the last one. So here it is!!

Chapter 29 - You Always Get Me In Trouble

"Focus!"

"I am!"

"No, You're not, you want to fight a war with your people? Fine! You have both your mates scared and angry, you have to learn how to fight with your magic to, not just your wolf. Your magic is your true power, now try again and FOCUS!" I knew she was right but after three hours of trying it was getting frustrating, I wiped the sweat off my forehead. The news had come in, a shocking amount of news. Grandma had been pushing her limits, fatigue swamps her, she had got as close to my old pack ground without being detected, and casting to see what all my old pack was planning. As in snooping to see there plans, only to be thwarted when she finally got her spell casted far enough to reach their whole grounds, and thats when we knew. I was not the only made wolf witch, only difference was this witch was far different than me in more ways than one. First off he wasn't truly a witch, he was a warlock, whom got his powers through stealing a woman's. It never truly hit me until she explained again, that men could not carry the witch gene, I just never knew they could steal it. And second he was not a prisoner to my old pack. Grams had come home with the guards, shaken and shocked. He was a willing changed, knew the risks of being turned by a wolf, but against all odds, had survived as I had. So not only would we be fighting wolves, but a skilled witch who had been given a wolf.

Irene and Grams were powerful witches, but our powers come from nature, come from the wild parts of mother nature itself, or as we call it The Goddess. And having a wolf inside me strengths my powers even more than being a strong witch on my own, and it would be up to me to do what Grams could not, win a battle of wills with this man. However, even winning a battle of wills with Irene was becoming very hard.

I took a deep breath and focused again, the throbbing in my head hit hard and the nausea almost made me fall over. Irene was not taking it easy, she did whatever she could to keep me from her mind.

'Focus Ivianna, listen to my voice.' the words were not out-loud, but Grams was talking to me as she walked in the room, tired and slouching she sat in the chair in the corner of the room.

'Feel as I do child.' I looked to Grams as the nausea fell away, Grams looked hard at Irene and I realized what she was about to do before I began seeing out of her eyes. I felt her eyes zero in on Irene's and the nausea came but then pass through me, well Grams, as if we were air and it couldn't truly touch us.

'That's right child, untouchable as the air, unstoppable like the water, overpowering as the fire and as strong as the earth, this is your power as a child of the Goddess.' Then as soon as Irene threw another defiance tactic Grams stood up the confusion hit hard but as if deflected, Sabrina looked around unsure of what she was doing, I could feel as Grams penetrated the shields of protection around Irene's mind, as if just wiping them away. That's when the fighting ceased and Irene fell to the ground as if the light had been snuffed out, finding my way to my own body I ran to her.

"She is fine." This time Grams spoke out-loud and nodded to Irene who came awake.

"I haven't had you do that since I was a child." She mumbled.

"And now you remember how hard it is to try and fight it off, let alone cast into someone. Ivianna is stronger than me and you combined, you must be patient as she tries to tap into those powers. Also remember Irene, you were learning by the age of 10 how to use your powers, Ivianna was being raped, tortured and used as a weapon, having you invade her mind will be difficult, prepare yourself for what you may see if you succeed." Her words were harsh but the situation was even more worse than hearing the words coming from her mouth. She turned to me. "We just got another note. I feel great danger coming, use your past fears, think of how you won't want Irene to feel them, and then fight back with everything you have, you can't be scared to get Irene hurt, you can heal her after it anyway." And with that she left the room in silence. The notes had been coming for two weeks, two weeks of danger and stress, and a little bit of bliss. Though the memories crept up a couple times, me and my mates found ways of pleasing each other without opening old wounds. So to speak, I took a deep breath knowing what I was about to do would make my forgetting process harder. It really only just occurred to me, if I could just overpower this man with my pain, I could pick from the rape, the Penance, any number of things. Though I would never use the rape pain against Irene, Penance would work just fine.