Chapter Eighteen
After all that weirdness and that kinda awesome kiss things got better, don’t get me wrong Nancy and I snapped at each other any opportunity we got but it was just better. We stole kisses every now and then when no one was looking and we generally got along a lot better. I was actually hoping he’d ask me to the school dance, even though it was on mine and Amanda’s birthday but so far no luck.
As far as the dragon stuff (still really weird about it) goes I was learning more, I learnt that the older twins had power over water, the triplets over fire and because Amanda and I hadn’t found our animal yet so our power was all over the place and we could use a little of everything but once we did find our animal we’d figure out what our power was. Our family was known to one of the very few families that were ALL wolves, apparently that doesn’t happen much anymore. I know it’s really weird, you’d think we’d turn into dragons or at least lizards or something since we were called dragons but apparently we’re called dragons because back in the day the fire ability was the most obvious one so they just called them dragons and then more and more people came with their ‘gifts’ from nature and later more abilities were discovered and well the name just stuck.
Drew told me about their ‘royal family’ was the only other family with a every member being of a similar species but not exactly the same as my brothers were, they were all jungle cats, so that was stuff like lions, tigers, panthers and other stuff along those lines but our family were all wolves so we were a ‘pack’…yeah I’m also slightly freaked. Andrew told me that his power was to link people, like their minds for small amounts of times so they can talk, without talking, he could do this if he had something that belonged to the person and his animal was a wolf too but he was the only wolf in his family, his mum is a cat, like a proper house cat and his dad is a raven and they both had the ability to camouflage with anything and everything but only for short lengths of time.
I didn’t really know what I was doing with my life, just doing what I was told mostly, which is so unlike e but what else could I do? I wasn’t what I thought I was, nothing is how I thought it was…so basically I’ve been living a lie and I didn’t really know what to do. I just found it easier to do what I was told, that way I didn’t have much to worry about. My dad came home but I didn’t run to him and give him the huge lecture that I wanted to, I didn’t rip him a new one for not telling me anything. Instead I did the one thing no one, not even myself, expected.
As soon as he walked through the door I was ready to scream bloody murder but then I saw him and I remembered, he was my dad and no matter how much I hated his guts he was still that. My dad. I just felt like a little girl again, standing on the stairs waiting for him to come home, when we were younger we would all wait on the stairs all night until he came home and once he stepped in we’d scream and hug him and when I saw him walk through the door, I felt like that little girl again but I was feeling lost. So lost, ever since everything I knew turned out to be a lie. I was just a little girl that was lost and wanted her daddy.
“Dad…” I said quietly, I was the only one awake, or so I thought. He looked up at me tired but shocked, a tear ran down my cheek and I ran to him and grabbed him in the biggest hug ever and wept into his expensive suit “daddy why? Why? It’s all different.”
“Shh its okay baby…I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry. I’ll explain everything, I swear.” I heard rustling behind me and I loosened my grip on my father and turned to see the rest of my family smiling and Amanda was crying. “I’m so sorry kids, I know you must hate me and all but I swear there is a reason to everything I do and all the reasons are for all of you even though you might not understand right now I hope one day you will and you’ll forgive me for all this” I looked up to see my dad had tears in his eyes but he wasn’t crying, he looked like he was in pain and it made my heart pain because I had the feeling I was one of the ones causing him pain. Everyone ran over and we were just a huge, crying ball of humans all apologising to each other and just loving on each other and it felt good, it was one of the first times I felt like a proper family.

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