Chapter Three

' what... Or where .... Or who ? Who is Elvira ' - I stuttered and tried to ask him.

He did not seem surprised by my question although I assumed it was stupid to ask. He instantly shifted his head to the left, looking worried. I think that he heard something or was trying to listen with his acute wolf hearing. To me, we were in an isolated part if the forest and it did not look like anyone was near. I don't remember seeing anything during my ride to get here either.

' Someone has followed us ' - He softly said and gently pulled me by my shoulder.

' I need to get you out of here ' - he continued

Just as he lead me in front of him, something grabbed him and he flew across the forest to hit a distant tree. I rapidly scanned the area and tried to find the witch that had done that. It could only be a witch because he was thrown across by magic.

' ELVIRA , NO!! ' - he shouted in distress as I ran towards him.

A few minutes ago, I would have run away the second i had the chance but there was something about him that drew me closer. I cannot understand why but I crave his touch again and I want to be near him.

' Desmonia ' - a soft whisper filled my ears from a familiar voice.

It was my mother. The next most powerful witch in our bloodline after my great grandmother. She walked into the open field from between two trees and began shouting out enchantments. I was distracted by her that I lost my focus from the wolf.

I heard a loud growl from behind and my body shivered in fear again. This time I was afraid that he would tear my mother into pieces. I can't say that he didn't try too. He raced towards her, pounced and dropped her on the ground as he hovered over her. Before he could pierce his teeth into her neck, she flung him across again, I heard every bone break and could only feel pity for him as he cried out in fear.

' let us get out of here. His pack will try to find us ' - she said and forcefully grabbed my hand.

I did not make a single movement, instead I continued to look towards him. All I wanted was to help him, I did not know his name or who he was and what he wanted from me. Most importantly I did not know about Elvira and why he had been looking for me or where he wants to take me.

' Desmonia , we need to leave ' - she said in a more arrogant and louder voice.

' But ... Elvira ' - I whispered

She grabbed me by my hand and pulled me towards her, she twisted my arm and did not seem to care that he was causing me pain.

' Who told you about Elvira ' - she said looking directly into my eyes. This time with a hint of fear in her trembling voice.

That was the last thing I remembered before she teleported us back home. It's not called teleportation of course but since I'm not a witch, I try to be as human as I possibly can.

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I rubbed my eyes as I rolled over the other side of my bed and yawned. I could barely hear my parents from a distance, I got up in a hurry and placed my head against the wall to try and listen in on their conversation.

' How could you have been so careless ? She stays at home from today and no one will let her out ' - my father said

' So you want to keep her here as a prisoner ? Locked up in her own home. Would that not be easier to locate ? ' - my grandmother replied

' I suggest that we start moving, take her away from here. Keep traveling and never stop or we risk this happening again ' - my father said

' Why do you underestimate me ? There is no need to keep moving, I will not leave my home because of HER. I can easily cast a protection spell around us and we will be invisible to those who come searching ' - my mother said

' There was a protection spell on her, how did they find her ? ' - my grandmother asked

My mother placed a protection spell on me? Why ? What are they trying to hide me from or who ? Who are these people searching for me and what do they want? Have they been looking for me all my life, was I under this protection spell my whole life? Do they know about the last 300 years or should I pretend that I know nothing. What about Elvira? Why did my mother react with such fear when I said the name, does she know what it is, why did she knock me unconscious and bring me back home as soon as I mentioned it? I don't know if I should ask all of these questions when I get out of my room or if I should pretend that nothing happened.

I unlock my bedroom door and walk into the dining room and find them all sitting around the table and eating.

' just in time, I am starving ' - I said trying to avoid the entire situation.

I pulled out my chair and then was pulled back by a magical force and pressed against the wall. My hands began to shake as I tried to say out the spells that I was taught. As expected, nothing happened. I was still stuck held against the wall, it felt like someone was trying to push me deeper into the wall and then it stopped. I fell to the ice tiled floor and bruised my knee.

' what was that for ? ' - I whined and tried to pick myself up

' wandering around the forest, places you aren't supposed to be. What were you trying to do ? ' - my mother asked

' bring cookies to my sick grandmother ' - I Sarcastically replied referring to the childhood story of red riding hood

' well it's over, you won't step out this house again ' - she commanded