My Voodoo Queen

Chapter 6

Alanza's POV

We all rushed back to the mansion to meet this Ahmad, we are all wondering what we are up against. How Aimee and her BFF Hannah Grace (half-Irish witch and voodooist) find me? I'll tell you, Hannah is an oracle and has the second sight, or what humans would call it, the sixth sense. The girls brought me my good jeans, my high-heeled boots, and a nice black sweater. I think they wanted me to look good for my "Fated". How do I find my girls? I have visions with the help of the spirits to guide me to my girls. 

As soon as we got inside my home, I saw a beautiful, mocha-skinned man with emerald eyes coming out of my kitchen with a tray of wine and two glasses. I see all of my staff in the living room tied-up and looking pissed. My girls are huddled in the dining room debating what kind of creature the newcomer is. You would have thought that the girls would go in guns blazing at an intruder in the house. How the fuck did he get out of the attic? He looked at what I was wearing and had a look of disgust. 

"I don't like women in trousers. A beautiful woman such as yourself should be wearing the finest dresses. She will tend to the hearth and will be treated like a queen. I will not tolerate you gallivanting with a vampire and werewolf," said Ahmad. I am ticked that my Fated is sexist, but I am not surprised by that since a lot of the older supernaturals are from a different time and era.  

"Ahmad, this is the 21st century, not the 12th. I am an adult, I can wear whatever I want. I am a career-woman, a healer, not a housewife. I do not have the makings of a housewife or stay-at-home mom. I love working and having my own money, I don't need a man to take care of me. I don't appreciate you attacking my staff and coming here when you weren't invited. I just found out that I am John's Bride and Richard's mate. How did you know where I live and that I was your Fated?" I asked. 

Ahmad's POV

My Fated is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She would look better in dresses and heels. For some reason, I liked that she was strong and independent. "Why didn't any of you attack him after he got through the staff?" my Beloved asked her students. A pretty, young Voodooist answered, "He was able to bypass our charms and spells after we locked him in the attic. If he took out our resident Nightwalker without breaking a sweat, what chance would we have." The other girls nodded in agreement. "That is why you practice your powers and do your homework like you are supposed to, miss thing," my Beloved scolded. She would make a fine mother, stern but kind. 

"Hey Mister, what are you and how old are you?" the same young girl asked in a mildly rude manner. I sighed, because knowing mortals, they would be astonished or mortified by my age. "I am a Benu bird or what you all call the phoenix. I am the Egyptian version of the phoenix, and I was born around the Ptolemaic period. I was alive when Cleopatra was pharaoh." Everyone but my Beloved was shocked. The front doors burst open and two middle-aged women came in; to my shock, they both were very different women but Alanza had some of their features. It looked like Alanza was both of them combined. "Mommy, mother, what are you doing here?" Alanza asked. The tall, mocha-skinned beauty replied like she was the queen making a speech, "We have come to meet our sons-in-law."