Nick's POV
“It's Miranda, and you know very well why she would be after you,” I said to Kyle while locking eyes with her.
It seems my words had more effect on Kyle than I anticipated as she looked like someone who has just been thrown into outta space. The mention of the name Miranda has always had the type of effect on the people of our pack. People back at the pack dreaded her name like a plague and the reason is not far-fetched. But I use to think that Miranda and Kyle were friends or that they had some sort of understanding.
“You never got to tell me why you left the packhouse and what you were doing at the spot you found me?” I said to Kyle, who seem lost in thought.
I figured there has to be a reason as to why Miranda is all out to get her. If Miranda in any way bought kyle's story of being Richards' mate, then Miranda won't stop till she has seen gotten hold of her.
“I told you I was coming to see my mother,” a pissed-off Kyle snared at me.
“What packhouse are you talking about?” a surprised-looking Harry who has been deliberately trying to interfere in my conservation with Kyle asked.
Honestly, he may have a pretty face but his voice is the last thing I want to hear at the moment.
“You have stated your mission, shouldn't you be on your way?” I asked him snobbishly. I fucking hate the fact that the dude is doing all he can to be close to my girl.
“And who said I was done?” He questioned back, meeting my daring gaze with his.
I smirked as a mischievous smile played at the side of my lips. Only if he knows that he is playing with death. I will take out time to give him such a low painful death after I make his pretty face a horror sight to behold.
“I just did” I replied, as I move towards him in other to close the gap between us. Daring him to act out of place, so I can beat the hell out of him.
“Guys, please stop. Harry thanks. I will come over to your place later,” Kyle said to Harry.
The motherfucker looked at me one more time before taking his sorry ass out of my sight. I do not give a fuck who the hell he thinks he is, I am so going to mess him up when next I see him with my girl.
I hate that dude!
I gave her the 'really?' Look with a disappointing sigh. She was about to say something when I pulled her hand and dragged her across the gardens to somewhere I was sure Vanessa won't be able to hear us.
She tried resisting but I overpowered her and as soon as we got to the woods, I let her go while she angrily shoots me with dagger stares.
“You are not going to see him,” I said to her in a surprisingly calm tone. I was anything but calm at that moment, I was furious, I knew that my staying here with Kyle and Vanessa was temporal, but I did not quite expect it to end this soon, especially since I am yet to get Kyle to fall in love with me.
“Stop pulling me around like I am your toy or something,”
“You are mine and you know it, why do you keep pushing me off,” I said to her in an almost pleading tone.
I can see the effect of my words on her even when she tries hard to not let them show. Fuck, I know she fucking likes me but I can't get around the reason why she is trying so hard to ignore the chemistry between us.
“Am I that horrible to the extent of you not wanting to accept me, would it make any difference if I was the heir to the throne,” I questioned.
“It has nothing to do with that” she snapped back.
“Then what is it? At least I know you picked Richard over me because he is going to be the Alpha, is that why you are rejecting me?” I said while trying to take her hands in mine, but she moved away from me.
“I never picked Richard over you, I was only acting out a script that Miranda asked me to. At a time it was all fun until you ruined it”
I knew it, there is no way Miranda would have easily accepted Kyle knowing fully well that she is a witch. Now, what I need to figure out is why she did that and what she is up to. Simeon had always thought that Miranda was into black magic, but I have never given it a thought.
“So you like me then?” I asked her, hoping for the love of me that she admits it and not fight it anymore.
“I don't know, I may or may not have feelings for you, but it doesn't matter because we are not meant to be together”
“Wait, what are you talking about”
“She still hasn't told you, has she”
“Who?”
“Our mum”
“ Our mum? and what are you talking about”
“My mother is also your mum, she told me herself, so tell me is it right for me to love you, do you still want me now that you know that you are my brother?”
“That's not possible, she is not my mother, stop making up stories” I barked at Kyle whose eyes are now being smeared by the ocean of tears drenching her eyes.
“It's true, she is not making it up, I am your mother,” I heard Vanessa say from behind me.
Her sudden appearance behind me would have freaked me out on a normal day but thank goodness we had a more serious issue at hand.
It felt as if I have been hit by a billion waves of electricity. I was stunned beyond words as I looked at Vanessa or should I say my newfound mother with uttermost disbelief. My mind went to the story she earlier told me about her son, but she is a witch.
Does this mean that I am a hybrid?
“I had you eighteen years ago while in a meeting at the coven on the night of the blood moon. The delivery took a toll on me but thanks to my fellow witches, I was fine after some time. That night the oldest and wisest member of our coven went into trance and prophesied that you were not an ordinary child.
That you were going to meet with lots of difficulties, that you were going to fight for your place in the world to be recognized by your people. You were born to succeed your father as the alpha, but not without fighting so many battles.
That you will be a savior to all those who know you and a dangerous sword to all those who would want to hurt you. And that your life must be preserved at all cost till you come to the age of eighteen because there would be so many elements that would want to take your life away from you.
Two weeks after your birth, your father started chasing me and my family all over the place, killing as many as he could just to get to you. So he could kill you, to ensure that the prophecy never materialized. knowing how much your father hated witches, I tried protecting you with everything I could, but I was only still very young.
One day I decided that I was going to take you to his mother, she was kind-hearted and I knew that with you under her protection, nothing would ever happen to you. But not without silencing your powers as a wizard, it was a life for life vow. That as long as I lived without coming to see you or defending you, we both would be alive and well.
But the moment I decided to come to look for you, the covenant would be broken and all your powers will be returned to you. I left the city and relocated here to like to stay here with my aunt who died a few months after I arrived.
I first saw you in my mirror while I was checking on kyle to know how she was doing, I wish I didn't because, after that, I wanted to be all around you all the time. The flashes, the energy surge, and the new abilities you have been experiencing are as a result of my seeing you” she said amid tearful eyes, as much as I wanted to comfort her and tell her not to cry anyway, there was still this part of me that was hurting real bad.
“You are not my mother,” I said trying to fight the emotions that were crowding my entire body.
“I am your mother, I named you Ivar at your birth,” she said.
I turned to look at her and tried matching her face with the woman I have been seeing all this while.
“So you are the same person I have been seeing in white?” I questioned subconsciously.
“No, that's not me, that's your spirit guard, how long have you been seeing her, and what's her name”
“I have no idea, she has never really spoken to me”
“Every witch or warlock is born with a spirit guard, they are meant to protect us and sometimes they take our form to represent us when those we love need us most”
That explains why the pack members thought they saw me chasing off a monster. My spirit guard was the person they saw.
“You are very much stronger than you can ever imagine, you are like a god. I love you very much Ivar, I have always loved you, right from the very first moment I felt you inside my womb.
“so what happens now, if I am your son then who is Kyle to you, and please don't bullshit me about her being your daughter, because she is my mate. Unless of course, you are saying that the moon goddess made a mistake by pairing me with my sister”
“Kyle is your sister but her story is not what we can talk about now as we have visitors looking for us,” Vanessa said as she directed my attention to four men entering our compound.
I could tell they were werewolves from first sight, and they appeared to be rogues. I was going to charge towards them but Vanessa tapped my shoulder to step down.
I watched her say some incantation and in that instance, the men started staggering like drunkards. I had never seen someone cast a spell and I was very fascinated by it.
“Who sent you?” she asked the men as soon as we got closer to them.
“Our boss asked us to find the girl and kill the bastard should we come in contact with them”
“Who is your boss”
“Black”
“Who is your boss working for?”
“Miranda, Queen of the red moon pack”
“What do they want with the girl”
“We have no idea, but we guess it has something to do with the alpha in waiting becoming a strong leader”
What does that have to do with me? Kyle asked
“You are a witch, you should figure it out,” one of the men said with stupid laughter.
“Go, tell those that sent you that they should be prepared, for the evil that they have nurtured is about to visit them”