Twice Bitten

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Chapter 11

Emmett

I groaned in annoyance. My damn phone wouldn’t stop going off. I lazily peeked at my phone and answered it immediately when I saw it was Derek.

“How did it go?”

“How do you think it went? We got our asses kicked. He told me to tell you to fuck off and to cut the messenger bullshit, and quite frankly I agree with him.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that I’m done with you and I’m sure as hell done with owing people. Find someone else to do your dirty work.”

I narrowed my eyes at my phone when he hung up on me. I hate when things don’t go as planned.

Vanessa

The next morning I bounced awake. I was so excited! I brushed my teeth, threw my hair into a ponytail, and threw on sweats and a t-shirt. As soon as I was fully clothed, I raced downstairs and into the kitchen.

“Wow! Slow down, hun.” My mom said setting the table

“I know, I know, but you can’t be told you’re a witch and not get excited,” I said taking a seat

“I know. I was excited to learn everything about magic when your father first told me.” Mom smiled fondly at the memory.

“Speaking of, how did you take that?” I asked

“What? You mean your father telling me he’s a witch?” I nodded my head

“Well, naturally I laughed in his face. That is until I saw he was dead serious. After that, I called him a basket case and went on a full blown rant about how I always get fixed up with some weirdo.” My mom giggled.

“Seriously?” I chuckled. Now that, I would’ve paid to see.

“So what made you believe?” I asked, playing with one of the napkins my mom had set out.

“Your dad levitated all the water from my cup and flicked it at the waiter when he wouldn’t stop ogling me.” We busted into laughter

“That’s epic!”

My mom nodded and smiled, “Yea, I thought so too.”

Just then, my dad walked into the kitchen.

“Are you guys talking about me? I just sneezed like five times.” My dad said looking between my mom and me

“Yup, we were talking about how weird I thought you were.” Mom giggled

My dad raised his eyebrow. “Oh yeah?”

Dad bent down to kiss mom, “Well, that means you fell in love with a weirdo.” My dad said deepening the kiss

“Gross! In case you forgot I’m sitting right here!” Watching your parent’s lip-lock in the morning, so not cool.

Mom gave me a knowing look “We did forget, and it’s not like you aren’t doing the same with Dylan.”

“Well, excuse me!”

My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. I told my mom everything, so she already knew about the breakup, as well as my developing feelings for Dylan. My dad, on the other hand, was another story.

“Who’s Dylan?” My dad asked as my mom started putting the food on the plates.

“A friend of mine,” I said nonchalantly

“That blush says otherwise.” My dad said grinning mischievously

I groaned. Nothing good could come from that smile.

“So, you don’t mind if I meet this friend,” Dad smirked

“Dad!” I groaned

“Aiden, stop teasing your daughter and eat.” Dad chuckled and dug in.

Once we finished eating my dad and I thanked my mom for the meal.

“Are you ready to train?” Dad asked

“Was born ready,” I said following him to the yard

“Have fun!” my mom called out to us

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Dylan’s Pov.

I walked into the living room only to run smack into my two sisters Eva and Sage. Ouch.

“Where are you two racing off to?”

“We are gonna go play in the meadow.” They said

“Without me?” I pouted

“Hurry your ass up if you don’t want to be left behind,” Sage said as they raced to the yard

“Dylan.” My mom called out

“Yeah?”

“Don’t forget Nyla.”

I sighed. “Okay.”

I picked Nyla up and entered the back yard.

“You can play now,” I told her as I sat her down

Nyla giggled, and I watched as she shifted into a fur ball. I smiled as she waited for me patiently. She was so darn cute with her light brown fur and her big doe eyes. Nyla’s impatient whimper snapped me out of my thoughts, and I began to shift as well. Then I was barreling through the woods after Sage and Eva; although I had to slow down whenever Nyla would fumble.

When Nyla and I made it to the meadow Rafe, Tony, Eva and Sage were already horsing around and tackling each other. It was nice to let go. I loved running whenever I needed a release from everything, but in wolf form, everything was better; free. Nyla was trying her hardest to catch one of us and got pretty damn close to nipping Eva. She probably would of too, if Eva didn’t make a sharp turn.

‘Somebody get her’ I sent telepathically

Nyla was headed straight for the lake.

‘I got her.’ Rafe said gripping her fur with his muzzle

Nyla yelped and wagged her tail.

You have to be more careful.′ Rafe said nuzzling Nyla’s face

Nyla yelped again and began her chase once more.

By the time we got back home, it was nearly dinner time. Tony and I helped mom set the table.

“Are we eating without a dad?” Tony asked

“Yes, he’ll be in late. He went to go see your uncle, Bryan.” Mom replied setting the food on the table

Uncle Bryan wasn’t really our uncle, he was really the beta in our pack, but he and my dad were like brothers, and with dad being the alpha, he was always spending time with us. He’s usually pretty cool, but that’s probably because he acts more like a teenager than an adult; him and dad both.

Tony cleared his throat “So, When are you gonna tell Nessa about us?”

I sighed, “I don’t know. I don’t want to scare her off.”

“Don’t underestimate her. She’s a strong girl.”

“I know she is.” I smiled at the thought of my mate

“Then, have faith in her.” My mom said patting my hand

I guess I’ll just have to believe Vanessa won’t see me as a monster. But how the hell am I supposed to tell her I’m a werewolf?!

Vanessa’s Pov.

When we reached the yard, I was expecting a spellbook or something, but all dad had set up was a glass of water on a picnic table.

“Don’t look so confused.” Dad chuckled

“We’re starting out simple.” He said sitting me a foot away from the glass.

“So, what are we doing?”

"You are going to levitate.”

“The glass?” I asked

“Nope, the water inside the glass.”

I guess dad noticed how nervous I was.

“Stop freaking out. You’ll be fine.” My dad smiled

“Okay, don’t I need like a spell book or something?”

Dad raised his eyebrow “Those are called grimoires and today we won’t need one. Levitating is one of the easier spells so you won’t need an incantation for it.”

“What am I supposed to do if I’m not using a spell?”

“Visualize the energy of your hand connected by the energy of the air to the energy of the water. It won’t work if you don’t concentrate, so you have to stay focused.”

I closed my eyes and visualized the water leaving the glass and forming into drops as they hovered above the glass.

“I can’t believe she got it on the first try.” My dad mumbled

I gasped when I opened my eyes the drops of water seemed to gleam. My phone vibrating in my back pocket made me lose focus, and the drops splashed into the cup; resuming its original form. I felt giddy when I saw the proud look my father gave me.

“You did great baby, especially for your first try.”

Feeling like a little girl again, I rushed to give dad a hug. It feels like its been ages since last hugged each other. I missed the sense of comfort my dad brought. For the next twenty minutes, we sat down and talked about witches and magic.

“How come guy witches aren’t called warlocks,” I asked

“Some consider the term offensive; as it means ‘oath-breaker.’”

I nodded my head.

“Let’s take a break from all this. How about you call Leila over?”

“Okay. Thanks, dad.” I hugged him and jogged upstairs

I sighed when I flopped onto my bed. I still have so much to learn. There is still so much that I want to learn. All I knew was that my life was slowly changing and whether it was for good or bad; I didn’t know.

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