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Chapter Sixty-Eight

Chapter Sixty-Eight - Truth Revealed

KARA

"I missed you so much, Kara," she said and added a dark laugh. I looked at her, taking a step back. I felt Connor trying to mind link me and was about to accept when-

"Oh, no. We can't have people helping you, huh bestie?"

She chanted something and I felt his connection break into pieces. In fact, I felt all sorts of connections with the packs break.

Even Snow.

"What the hell?" I mumbled and she laughed, "You must have so many questions, huh Kara? Like 'how am I a supernatural?'" she gestured to herself and laughed again.

"Let me give you a backstory, right here, right now, in front of everyone and Connor."

She created holograms after holograms of her own memories. She moved it so I could see.

"You see, my parents now aren't my biologicals. They're just getting paid to raise me. My biological mother was a witch, and my father was a werewolf. Dad cheated on his mate with mom and out comes me. A mistake," she said and switched to another hologram.

"Mom was just a normal witch with a normal life until dad came to tear it apart. They left me on the doorstep of the Edwards and offered to pay to take care of me."

She looked at me, "You know my dad. You know him really well."

I shook my head, "I don't..."

"You've been talking to him. Even when you were the one who ripped out his heart," she glared at me before Francis appeared in front of me.

"Daddy, respect the Alpha."

Now that I look at it, they do have similar features. The hair, the nose, the cheekbones, how could I have missed all of this?

Jessica snapped her fingers and he disappeared, "Let me continue my backstory."

"Oh, mommy's dead by the way," she added in like she was adding an extra order in a restaurant. I looked to see Connor staring at me with fear in his eyes. I looked back at Jessica, "Please continue, Jess."

"Been a long time since you called me that, Kara. We were so close last time. We were like two peas in a pod. What changed? We can be like that again," she said, a fake smile on her face that I saw through. But she immediately waved off the holograms of her young self.

"I have been training ever since mom and dad left me. I knew about my identity. My parents knew about it. Yet, they still took you in."

She summoned a list of powers, "I have almost every power a witch could imagine. Training from a young age helped. The downside is my werewolf side is significantly weaker. A mute guardian wolf, can't shift, no enhanced senses, it's almost like I'm not one."

She made the list disappear and summoned up another list, "Let's go through how many times I've screwed up your life."

"First, your transfer. That fireball is courtesy of me. Daddy came back to make a deal with me and I took it. First failure."

She suddenly stopped to look at me, "By the way, say hi to your mom for me. And help me thank her for not setting me up with someone, and three with you."

Before I could say a word, she beat me to it, "Anyway, moving on."

"Second, graduation. Dad asked if I could destroy it. It felt sad to disrupt my own graduation, but if it could help end your life, I'd be happy to do it. Those rogues couldn't do anything right though. Second failure."

I raised an eyebrow, "You called the rogues?"

"Yeah. Daddy can't call them because he's not a rogue, but I sort of am," she explained, "Moving on. We don't have much time."

"Third, the first large rogue attack on the White Moon pack. Your Chiefs physically went to find you because I broke their links with you so it would buy the rogues some time. Of course, they failed. Third failure."

She looked at me, "Some rogues are just incompetent at doing something correctly. But the good ones arrive later."

"Fourth, rogue attacks all over the place. Dad and I sent them out so it would keep the Council busy and distracted, so our master plan could take place. If that 'Snow' didn't force you to go home, we would've already won. Fourth failure."

She walked over to me, "You might be wondering, how I even got the other species to collaborate?" I nodded and she answered, "Well, witches have the power to change their appearance. It was easy, I changed into a vampire to get them, and so forth."

"Fifth, your mates' captures. I do have to thank your brother Christian and dad. First success."

"Sixth, Beta Female Kylie's mate bond with my father was broken because of me. He wanted you to think that he's dead, so he asked for me to break it. Second success."

"Seventh, Carla's brother was personally captured by me years ago. I knew he would come in handy and he did. Gave dad and I leverage over the Gamma Female, and led you away, buying us more time to torture your mates. Third success."

An imaginary light bulb suddenly lit up above her head as she looked at me, "By the way, I didn't want Connor hurt at first. But dad said they won't kill him before you. So I suggested that you die, and I can have Connor for myself. Moving on."

"Eighth, the nightmare you had back at Switzerland, you have to thank me for conjuring that up. It was fun to play with your mind, but that did nothing to break you. Fifth failure."

"Ninth, when you were helping your mates escape, a force pulled you back in. It was easy, actually. You landed smack dab in the middle of our plan. Easy target, but I couldn't show myself. Daddy wanted to kill you himself, so I helped. Fourth success."

"Tenth, your Alpha voice couldn't work on my father because I placed a mental shield on him. It helped me a lot. Fifth success."

She clapped, "See? Ten tries. Success and failure are half and half. But I just couldn't let it go. I wanted one more chance."

Kyle.

Her smile resembled her father's, "I broke your precious Kyle's mind, making it much easier to control it. I called him to talk, but of course, he rejected. So I gave the books straight to him. He put two and two together," she gestured an explosion with her hands, "And boom, he knows."

Kyle. I lied to him.

Am I even his friend anymore?

"What I didn't know when I tried one more time, was that you'd have powers. Not only one, but three? This makes us somewhat equal," she said, holding my hand and looking into my eyes, a hint of regret.

"I can't believe we're going to fight over a boy. We spent childhood together, broke apart during high school, and now, finally together again. But as enemies," she said, a frown on her face as she looked down.

"Jess, we don't have to fight. No one needs to get hurt," I tried to talk her out of it, but she shook her head, "You have everyone, but I don't. I don't have a soulmate waiting for me, I don't have real parents caring for me, I don't even have a best friend anymore. You're gone."

"If you stop this, stop going after Connor, stop hurting people, I'm sure we can start again. I know we were best friends. I know we can be like that again. You've just got to stop," I said and saw a tear threatening to escape her eye.

I thought I had successfully turned her around, but it's too soon to judge.

She threw my hand away and moved back, her eyes starting to turn dark, "Connor's the only one I would accept, and I'll kill you for him. I'll cut off your head, just like you did to my father."

I let out a soft sigh before ripping the part of the dress below my thigh off.

"Okay, a fight it is."

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