Kapitel 124: One in a million
Opening up the door to the house, I see Irene still sitting on the couch. Is my grandfather not here yet, he may be at the pack house or something? Walking further in I see a figure lean forward on the couch, it’s no other than my grandpa. A look comes on his face, a scary look that made me cower under his menacing glance.
He knows, I think to myself. He doesn’t even have to say anything, I can just tell from the anger radiating off of him throughout the room. He knows that I went off with Piper, the Russian assassin that kills for a living. And just an hour ago was just threatening to Kill Irene. I did what I had to do. . .to keep the people I love safe.
Everyone wants me sit around and be the damsel in distress, and I’m tired of it. No, I don’t want to wake up the First Power, but if it keeps us safe hell, I'll wake up all the dead witches.
“Hey grandpa.” My voice comes out wavy. My hand clutches onto the couch cushion. Irene looks at my grandpa then me. She notices something is off from the energy in the room. Her eyebrows furrow, then a smile comes across her face.
“Hey honey. How was your time with Piper? That was her name, right?” She looks up to me, I love how Irene is interested in my life and how she mentions things that I do. But right now, I wish she would have kept her head in her book.
“Yeah Quinn, how was it with Piper?” I gulp rather loudly, it’s the only thing I can hear right now. My hand clenches even more aggressively on the couch cushion.
“It was. . .fine. I have homework to do, so I’ll leave you guys.” Rushing out of the living room I make a run for the stairs. Before I’m able to make it up 3 steps, I hear feet come from behind. Wrinkly hands grab into my waist, bringing me down to the floor.
“What the hell did you do Quinneth? Why can’t you leave things alone?” His hand rests on the stairs arm. That bulging vein that usually pops out when he’s angry is now prominent. It’s staring straight at me, trying to crawl out of his skin to wrap around my neck and choke me.
“I did nothing wrong. Is it illegal for me to go out places with people?”
“Let me ask YOU a question. Is it illegal for me to kill you and hide you under the floor boards?” I give him a sideways glance, is he serious? He must be kidding.
“Grandpa, nothing happened I swear.” I assure him. Yes, I’m lying but I can’t tell him the truth. Tell him that I’m going to help out Yount so he can get his kingdom. I will most likely regret it, but I’m the only one that can turn things around. The only one that can protect people.
“If nothing happened then why are you acting like you did something wrong. You're not looking at me when you talk.” I scoff at his comment, my eyes connect with his.
“Look, Piper came over here threatening to kill Irene. If I didn’t go with her Irene would be dead right now.” I say whispering to him so Irene won’t hear from the living room couch.
“You're not doing the ritual for them. Are you?” He asked. I so wanted to tell him the truth, tell him that I was going in a few days to wake them up. But the words couldn’t leave my mouth, most like they wouldn’t leave my mouth.
“No, I just talked to them that’s all.”
“Them? Who’s them?” Crap, I meant to say just Piper, he doesn’t know that I talked to Yount, the king.
“Just another son of Sylo, his name was Roman Reign. They just wanted to record straight. You have nothing to worry about.”
“NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT! You're going to risk your life, Quinn.” Lyra screams at me. After talking to my grandfather last night, I needed to talk openly with someone. Obviously, it can’t be grandpa, most definitely not Alexander. He would shut it down immediately, wouldn’t even let me get the words out.
“It’s not. . .risking my life. He assured me that nothing detrimental will happen to me.” I tell her as I plopped down on her bed. Spring break just started a few days ago, so we’ve just been chilling around.
I’ve just told Lyra what I’m going to do, from the way she reacted, she’s not on board.
“Quinn, you don’t know these people like that. They would tell you anything to wake up these. . .. witch or whatever they are. Don’t forget Alexander did kill his daughter, they could be wanting to betray you.”
“Maybe. . .but I have to trust them Ly.”
“There has to be some other way. A substitute or something, you can’t be the only Zastonite or whatever it called you can’t be the only one.”
“But I am, there aren’t any known ones. If there was, they wouldn’t be coming to me.”
“How are you even related to these girls anyways?” She grabs a hand full of cereal and stuffs it in her mouth. If Lyra could eat cereal all day every day she would.
“I’m not related to them by blood, but my magic.” She looks at me with a confusing look. “Centuries ago, the First Power made humans who were mated to Alpha’s have powers. Since I’m a human and mated to Alexander, that makes me a Zastitnik. There original magic flows through me.”
“So, your one in a million.” She asked.
“Yeah, I guess I am.”
Alexander's P.O.V-
"Are you sure you heard correctly?" My father asked me.
"Yes, I'm sure. She said she was going to do the ritual for Yount to wake up the first power."
"How- how did you even hear about this?" He asked curiously.
"She texted me that she was at Lyra's house. She forgot her phone charger in my car so I had to go drop it off. When I was the door, I heard the whole conversation."
"She's can't do this, I know she feels that she has no other option, but if she wakes them up it'll be World War III."
"Don't have to tell me twice. I'll talk to her, make sure she doesn't do it." My father holds his hand up, wanting me to stop talking so he can give his thoughts.
"No. Don't let Quinn know that you know. It will only drive her to do it. Just. . .spy on her make sure she's ok. I'll handle it." I give him a weird look.
"What do you mean you'll handle it."
"Don't question your father, just keep Quinn safe."
"Yes, sir." Is all I say. I leave him in his office as I walk down the hall. Once I turn the corner I hear my phone ring, looking at the caller ID it's Quinn's grandpa.
"Hello?" I say as I turn yet another corner.
"Hey Alexander, whenever your not busy we need to talk."
"I'm free now, be over in a few minutes." Hanging up the phone I head towards my car. From the sound of his voice he sounded. . .scared or something it's hard to make out. Hope every things ok.
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