The Witch & The Werewolf (The Royal Mate Series: Book One) (Complete)

Ch. ~4~

The Witch & The Werewolf

Hey! So this one is mostly Daniella but a little bit of Farron. Next one will be all Farron. So yea, that's it. Enjoy!

CH. ~4~

[The Witch]

~Daniella~

Why did I agree to meet him tomorrow?? Oh, I know because I'm a MORON!! That little mutt is probably telling his daddy right now. I can't believe I finally got caught, and by the Were prince no less. I mean I always figured I would get caught sooner or later, but I always figured it would be later.

But on the bright side he's hot. Oh my word, what am I thinking!? He's not hot he's ugly and-and-and....uh. Oh damn it why can't I think of anything?

'Because you don't know him.'

So!? That has nothing to do with anything!

'Right, that's why you can't think of anything to say other than he's ugly.'

Well he is!

'Uh huh you keep telling yourself that.'

I will, thank you very much.

'Oh, boy'

I was too caught up in arguing with the annoying voice in my head to notice that I was back in my home, in the kitchen to be exact.

'Hey, I heard that.'

Ugh, great its back. Wait, who are you anyways?

'I'm you stupid.'

Ha, right. If you are me why are you insulting me?

'Because you are S-T-U-P-I-D.'

See, if you are supposed to be me then you are just insulting yourself too. So then that makes you stupid too.

'....'

Did I just have an argument inside my head? Oh, I'm going crazy.

'You already were.' The annoying voice sang.

Ahh! I'm going insane that's all there is to it.

"Danni?" My mother called walking down the stairs. How does she always know I'm up?

"Yea, mom?"

"What are you doing up?"

"Uhhh.... I was-uh...um."

"You were what?" Oh, shit. She knows I snuck out , she always knows somehow. But she never tells dad and never yells at me and honestly its scary.

"I was arguing with myself."Oh,fuck.

'Nice one dumbass.'

What? It was the first thing I thought of and its not like I'm gonna tell her what I really did.

"You were arguing with yourself?" She said slowly like she had heard me wrong.

"Yea."

"About what?" See my mom is very nosy and when I tell her things like this she just goes overboard.

"A boy."

"Oooh, what boy? What's his name? What does he look like? How old is he? Where did you meet him? Are you using protection?" She asked all of these questions in one breath.

"What!? Mom, seriously!?" See told you so.

"What? Danni, I'm too young to have grandkids." She said as if it were obvious.

"Yea, okay." I walked out of the kitchen to the living room knowing she wouldn't leave me alone until I answered her questions.

Our house wasn't small but it wasn't like some massive mansion either. It's a Victorian styled house, I think. And its just home, I grew up here and I love it.