Chapter 4

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Mia's P.o.v:

I can't believe what I'm hearing. I was kidnaped?! Does mom know about this? If she does, why hasn't she said anything to me? Is she and dad my real family? Is this the reason why she always acted strange when I asked her about my father?

So many questions that only one person can answer.

"What is your mother's name?" Austin asks me.

"Sybil Leek," I reply.

I watch his face turn angry. Damian moves in front of me just as Austin lets out a growl. Damian's back is to me, covering any sight of Austin. What the heck is happening?

Damian whispers something to Austin. I don't quite catch what he says but I swear he told him to calm down. Austin moves. I catch sight of his arm. What? Are those claws? They disappear so fast I'm not sure if I did see them or not. Austin walks away and he's out the door.

Damian turns to me.

"What's going on?" I ask him.

"I'm sorry. It's not my story to tell," he replies.

"What is not your story to tell?" I say. "Damian, I'm confused."

"I know. Austin will explain, I promise," he says.

"Fine. Whatever."

Austin comes back inside after a long time. He sits down on the couch across from me. Damian had led me to the living room; we sat in silence. Even now, I wait for one of them to speak up. I look between the two of them. No one says a word.

"Okay, is anyone going to tell me what's going on? Y'all got weird after I said who my mother was," I say. "I understand that that may not be Austin's mother. So what's happening?"

Damian looks at Austin. He nods at him. Austin looks at me.

"Yes, Sybil Leek is not my mother nor your biological one. She is your godmother. Our mother was infertile. She couldn't have children. Mom and dad met someone who said they could help them have children. I've come to find out that it was Sybil Leek. She's well-known for practicing dark magic; she's a witch. It's likely she did a spell to take their firstborn daughter. She may have taken you for her own personal gain. I don't know for sure," Austin tells me. "We are also werewolves."

"I don't understand," I say. "I'm not a werewolf. I don't have supernatural abilities."

"None that you've triggered yet. Our parents are werewolves. It would make you one too. I am," Austin says. "I know it will take time to get used to."

"I... I don't know," I show doubt.

"Personally, I wouldn't want you to go home tonight to her. I don't think it's safe," Austin says.

"She's my mother, Austin. I am doubtful but I'm also scared," I reveal. "Nothing in my life seems real anymore."

"I agree with Austin. I think you should stay here tonight," Damian chimed in. "We can take you home tomorrow morning or whenever you're ready to ask her questions."

"Okay," I agree.

Is this a good idea?

Damian shows me to a bedroom where I could sleep for the night. As I laid in bed did I realize it smelt like him. Fresh. It's a pleasant scent. I must be in his bedroom. I don't give it further thought as I fall asleep.

A knock on the door wakes me up. I hear the door open.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," Nella smiles at me.

I smile back, sleepily. "Good morning."

She walks in further. I notice she carries breakfast on a bed table. Yum. She places it down in front of me once I sit up.

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