knew this day would come eventually.” She motioned for me to sit and said, “Let’s have some tea.” I knew she was using the time to figure out what to say to me. I had no doubt that she would tell me the truth, but it couldn’t be easy for her. When she had placed my tea in front of me, she sat down next to me, angling her chair so she could look at me.
“One day, out of the blue, your mom came to me and told me she had fallen in love and was expecting a baby. I wasn’t even aware she had been seeing anyone. It was such a shock to realize she had hidden it from me. I didn’t know she was capable of that.” She shook her head sadly and took a sip of her tea before continuing. “Of course, I was upset. She was so young, too young to have a child, I thought. But that wasn’t everything she had to tell me.”
She was looking at me steadily as she went on, “The boy she was in love with, your father, wasn’t from our community.” She stopped again and looked around the room as though to find the courage to say the next words: “He was from across the lake.” Putting her hand over mine, she nearly whispered, “He was a werewolf.”
Her eyes snapped up to mine to gauge my reaction. I said nothing for a moment as I attempted to fix a shocked expression on my face. She tilted her head quizzically and asked, “Are you all right? I know this news must be distressing, but Nicole, your father loved you.”
“I know, please go on.”
“Well, when the Coven found out it was divided into two camps. Some demanded that when she had the baby, you, she give it to your father and that they have nothing to do with each other again.” Hearing this really hurt, and it must have shown on my face because she squeezed my hand, reassuring me that she wasn’t one of them. “Others, reassured by the peace we had established with the werewolves, and the fact that they hadn’t attacked a human in two decades, wanted your parents to be able to live here with us or with across the lake with the werewolves. Whichever they wanted.
“The Pack was divided in much the same way.” Amma sighed remembering. “Your parents, however, refused to be separated from each other and, more importantly, they refused to be separated from you. They decided to leave and begin a new life outside of the community. The Coven voted to allow you to come to stay with me for one week out of the year, and no one was permitted to speak of your heritage.”
“And if I had taken after my father?” I asked, fairly sure I already knew the answer.
“You wouldn’t have been permitted to visit at all,” Amma said sadly. “Luckily, that was not the case. Nicole, you have no idea how much I looked forward to that week every year.” Amma gave me a small smile, her eyes shining with unshed tears and finished her story. “When your parents died, I took you in and eventually the Coven decided to allow you to take your rightful place.” She looked at me for another long moment before gathering our teacups and moving to the sink, her back to me.
I stood up and moved behind her, putting my hand on her shoulder. “Thanks, Amma. For everything.” I went to bedroom, Mynx on my heels, to take a quick shower. I thought about Amma’s story, and as I did and wondered what kind of reaction Brandon and I would get if we revealed our relationship.
Mynx came with me as I let myself out the back door and made my way to my secluded clearing. I made myself comfortable on the forest floor and watched Mynx sniff around as though catching the scent of something. She suddenly lifted her head and took off into the underbrush. At almost the same moment Brandon stepped out of the trees and took a seat beside me, brushing my cheek with a quick kiss.
“Let me guess,” I said, taking in his expression as he sat beside me, “the Pack didn’t want me, didn’t want my mother, and they didn’t want my father to be with either of