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eighteen

abia kamin

My parents came home and I expected Luna to leave. As much as I loved her, I worried she would accidentally slip something up about Mateo and I to our parents. But she hadn't left yet and I couldn't complain. She was teaching me magic. It was weird using these powers I've had this entire time but was unaware of.

"Abia, I'm headed to a council meeting. Why don't you join me?" My father asked at the dinner table. My eyes gaped. Council meetings were closed meetings and only consisted of six members. My attendance would be obvious and I doubted it would be appreciated. But I wasn't going to turn down any opportunity to learn about the supernatural.

"Sure," I agreed, excited to hear what happens at these meetings. My father smiled and we continued our family dinner. Luna and I cleaned the table and dishes before my father and I headed out the house.

Quality time together isn't something we usually did. He's a doctor and his work schedule was demanding. Nonetheless, he still made an effort, especially with me being the last kid left in the house.

When we arrived at the house the meetings took place in, I saw faces I recognized. Many were my classmates parents and I wondered if their kids were aware they were somehow supernatural. Most likely not. This town was far from supernatural and that's all because of this council. They did everything possible to hide and drive out anything supernatural here. They surprisingly welcomed me into this meeting with open arms. Even with my presence, they didn't hold back on the topics they planned to discuss. 

"These past couple months have been strange to say the least," a woman spoke and I recognized her strawberry blond hair as the mother to Evan who I've known since kindergarten. He's one of the most bland people that I know. I wish they all had name tags for whether they were a vampire, werewolf or witch because my curiosity was through the roof.

"Very. I can't help but find it coincidental that things began spiralling after the Ardon's arrival in town," a man spoke. He seemed older and I didn't recognize him. He was bald with a salt and pepper beard and moustache.

They were all aware of the Ardon family and spoke about them like this wasn't their first time discussing them. I squirmed in my seat, wishing I could tell them the family wasn't a problem. But I was in no position to share my opinion.

"The Ardon's aren't a problem. They don't have intentions of causing trouble," Evan's mother defended. Given she had a son, unless she turned into a vampire after having Evan, she was definitely either werewolf or witch. 

"Are you sure? I don't think it's fair to say that when my daughter attends the high school with both their sons," my father spoke up and my knee bounced up and down. It's like he knew about Mateo and I, but that's impossible. If he knew, half my coven would already be here burning all of his family.

"They know the risks. Your family is in no position to complain when there's already code that prohibits him from even thinking about being near her. What about my daughter? She attends the school too and she's also a witch. She doesn't practice magic and knows nothing about them. She's most vulnerable," the woman's voice was bitter. She wore huge glasses and her blonde hair was curly, creating a mane around her face. I go to school with her daughter? Who is her daughter?

"Evelyn, I'm not going to tell you how to parent your own child, but maybe it's time you told her," a man with red hair advised with a nurturing tone. "Push come to shove, she's still protected under the treaty."

There was back and forth argument. They weighed the pros and cons of their family residing here. My skin crawled. I wanted to vomit at the possibility of his family being forced out of this town all because of their history. From the sound of it, it had nothing to do with Vivienne and everything to do with Rowan and Mateo.