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I recoiled in the chair. I couldn’t believe it. “No!”
Lanie–
I read the words aloud but softly, although I was alone and nobody would overhear me.
“Celestials are amongst the rarest of us, and therefore, the most blessed. Children of the Moon Goddess as well as her Sisters Sun and Earth, Celestials carry within them the powers of every supernatural kin.”
Below that sentence was a list of the different supernatural kinds. Wolves, vampires, witches, fae, dragons…the list went on and on to the next page, naming supernaturals I’d never heard of.
“Malachi, you weren’t exactly right,” I murmured, watching as another looping picture scrolled through illustrations of all the different beings that made up a Celestial. “Gabriela might have had a witch in her . bloodline, but that’s not what makes my daughter a Celestial. It’s…everything. Everyone in every bloodline, ever.”
Even a single drop passed along for generations.
I read farther.
“Celestials carry the skills, powers, and traits-recessive and dominant-of every supernatural to ever have existed. Celestials are capable of everything any supernatural being can do. Furthermore, they are in complete control of these traits and skills from birth, so that any Celestial is able to present oneself solely as one supernatural, should they so choose, or to display any or all of their other traits. See illustration.”
I didn’t even look at the picture right away. From birth? I had to digest this. I was no baby expert, but Stella had been born…well..normal. At least I thought she was.
Normal for a Celestial The words rearranged.
“Are you a spirit or something trapped in here?” I asked.
Just a book Read Me I felt giddy and almost hysterical from all of this. I had to get up and circle the table to burn o nervous energy. I was talking to a freaking book.
And my daughter was probably the most powerful person in the entire world.
I felt like I had to put my hand over my heart to stop it from leaping right out of my chest. I wanted scream and cry, but I was also proud. Anxious. Afraid.
Overjoyed to have an answer, even if it left me with more questions than ever before.
My Stella, my little star, was already proving that she could use multiple traits without being trained. S looked like a wolf pup, had experienced the doubling like one of them. She’d never shown any inclinations toward needing or wanting to drink blood, and I’d never known her to be able to move physical objects with h mind. She hadn’t even been able to connect with her wolf yet..at least, I’d never seen her do it.
If she had all of these talents from birth and was capable of choosing them, did that mean that she was simply mirroring us, her family, in order to fit in?
Did my precious little girl have any idea of how to be anything else? Perhaps she’d need to be exposed to different supernaturals, see how they looked and what they could do, before she chose to manifest those talents…
Would she no longer look like me?
Astrangled cry shot out of me. I would love my child if she looked like a wolf, a vampire, fae, a dragon, no matter what. But this not knowing how to prepare, or even what to prepare for…
“Moon Goddess, if ever you offered me guidance, I sure could use some right now,” I said out loud.
The lights flickered.
paused, thinking it might have just been a trick of pages, or from my anxiety.
my eyes from staring so hard at the old-fashioned The lights flickered again, this time staying dim for a few longer seconds. Definitely not my imagination.
Immediately, I felt the nudge of my three mates in our bond link.
“Lanie?” Xander’s voice filled my mind.
“I’m in our quarters. Where are you?”
“With Mason in a conference room.”
“Zane?”
“Here,” he thought back at once. “I’m with Greyson in a pub.”
“Where are the pups?” Mason asked.
“In school,” I thought. “I was just getting ready to go pick them up.”
“I’m the closest,” Zane thought to us all. “I’ll go for them.”
“I’ll go, too,” I replied as my heart pounded. “I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
“We’re on our way,” Xander thought to us all.
Something wasn’t right. I heard no alarms bells ringing or anything like that, but in all the time we’d been here, nothing like that had ever happened before. It could be nothing, or it could be something very big. Very important. Very dangerous.
I had to get my children.
I shoved the book into the shelf in the corner and ran for the door. I had my hand on it, flinging it open to the empty hallway beyond.
That’s when the lights went out completely, and I was plunged into total darkness.
Lanie–
By the time we all got to the school, the other parents were lining up, too. Nobody seemed bent out of shape about the lights flickering. Some even joked about it.
The only concerned faces I saw belonged to my mates.
We got the pups back to our quarters. We settled all three with snacks and some games, and then they played sweetly together.
I watched Stella carefully.
Now that I knew she had to be capable of reading my thoughts, I wanted to see if she’d reveal that talent.
Stella.
She didn’t look up or even seem to blink. That didn’t mean she couldn’t hear me. Just that she didn’t.
Maybe she hadn’t discovered yet that she could, or she’d sensed that I was upset at the idea of her telling the teachers to make fa rt jokes.
She was just a little girl, after all. One who’d grown faster than was to be expected… was trying really hard not to think of her in terms of “normal” or not.
She’d grown faster. Matured more quickly. She could do things other wolf children couldn’t, even things.
other hybrid children weren’t able to.
And for Stella, all of that was exactly as it was meant to be.
“Love?” Xander put a hand on my shoulder. “We’re ordering dinner in tonight. What do you want?”
“Whatever you all decide will be fine with me.
Something good for the kids that isn’t nuggets or pizza,” I added absently.
I wasn’t hungry. That in and of itself seemed like a big change, considering how intense my appetite ha been lately. I pretended to be folding some clothes that had come back from the laundry, but I was really watching Stella interact with Alaina and Isaac.
None of our three pups had ever been a disciplinary problem. Nothing more than the general fussing. I couldn’t even recall if any of them had ever had a tantrum. Wolves might be impassioned and full of emotions, but wolf pups were generally well-behaved, and ours were terrific examples of that.
But what if…what if Stella did rebel? Even something as simple as telling her to go to bed, to brush her teeth…there was no way for me to enforce that. Not if she truly was as powerful as that book had said.
I had thought Stella didn’t fully understand what she was doing to those teachers and why it was wrong.
She was just a little girl. But now I had to rethink that.
I had to actually hope that she did, in fact, understand and chose to anyway, even knowing that it was wrong.
Her childlike morals might need improvement, but that was better than thinking she could use that talent without understanding it.
I had to believe she could choose it. Could control it. Because if she couldn’t, that would mean an out-of-control child had more power than anyone else alive.
Xander–
I thought the knock at the door was our food being delivered, but it turned out to be Malachi. He entered our quarters without so much as a nod at me. He strode in and turned around with a triumphant gaze, hands on his hips.
“Hal”
“Ha, what?” I demanded:
Lanie looked nervous. “Grandfather?”
Malachi barely looked at her. He focused on me and Mason. “You two will be interested to know that my gut feeling-and yes, by the sun’s belligerent rays, it was totally in my gut-”
“Get to the point,” Mason said.
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