flowers. Clamora figured that I had to start by learning how to use my fairy magic, which consisted of healing, helping, growing, nurturing, and teaching the nature around me. Wild animals even came to me out of curiosity; she explained that they understood that I could help them and would never harm them. Pure excitement poured from my chest, and the nature around me thrived on it. When we grew hungry we picked berries, and I told the plants to regrow them. I learned that the more I used the small silver light, the easier it was to control it and call it when I wanted or needed it. By the time it was seven in the evening, Clamora decided it was time to end the training for the day.
As we sat in her office, she told me that she was impressed by how quickly I learned and she was proud to be my teacher. “Your fairy magic is strong, and I am glad that it is. You will need it one day. But I think we can move on to training your witch or vampire side. Tomorrow evening Sebastian will be taking you to a sacred place. Depending on how your body reacts to it, we will decide what part we start training next. And there are a few other matters we need to discuss.” Clamora looked down at some more papers on her desk and tilted her head. Just when I was about to ask what the other matters were, a soft knock on her door interrupted us. Sebastian walked in with a wicked grin on his face, and his eyes were elated when they landed on me. Dark green eyes flashed back to Clamora, and he gave her a questioning look. When she nodded, he disappeared into the house.
I figured now was the time to ask the questions that were flooding my mind. “What is he?”
“Hm?” Clamora looked up through black eyelashes.
“Sebastian, what is he? I mean, is he like me? Or is he something else?” I couldn’t help the flow of words as they escaped my mouth.
“That is his story to tell. Not mine.” She didn’t look at me for a while, and I stayed quiet. Then she startled me with her words. “Sebastian will be enrolling in school with you. It has been arranged. He will be a senior, like you. And we will both be moving into your town, close to you, so we can keep training until you are ready.”
“Until I’m ready for what?” My voice was a small whisper.
“The war, my child. It is what you see when you have visions of the future. We can discuss it tomorrow. But right now, there is something waiting for you downstairs.” She shooed me out of her office and down the stairs.
In the foyer there was a small kitten sitting on the marble floor. It looked like it was shivering. Carefully, I made my way to the small thing and scooped it up. I cradled it against my chest, and it purred loudly. When I turned to walk to the kitchen to get it some milk, I stopped. Sebastian was leaning against the wall. My eyes trailed over him, and my heart went into overdrive when I noticed he was wearing a white T-shirt that looked far too snug, showing off his large muscles. Black sweatpants hung loosely from his hips, and as my gaze kept going lower, I saw his bare feet on the floor. A soft laugh escaped him. Not being able to help myself, I looked back up to his face. Chirping noises from the kitten startled me. I gave the little thing a strange look and tilted my head.
“It’s a Savannah. That one in particular is about 80 percent serval. It’s a wild cat, and they make strange chirping sounds like that. He is your spirit animal. I didn’t name him; I felt that you should be able to, since he is yours. There are cat supplies in your room.” He stepped closer and scratched the cat behind its ears. It purred even louder. “This cat will be large, and it will have the personality of a dog and cat. I hope you accept it as a gift from me.” With those words, Sebastian departed, leaving me alone with a shivering kitten in my arms.
There were various toys and treats, two silver bowls, a bag of cat food, a bed that looked too large, and a purple harness. I sat
As we sat in her office, she told me that she was impressed by how quickly I learned and she was proud to be my teacher. “Your fairy magic is strong, and I am glad that it is. You will need it one day. But I think we can move on to training your witch or vampire side. Tomorrow evening Sebastian will be taking you to a sacred place. Depending on how your body reacts to it, we will decide what part we start training next. And there are a few other matters we need to discuss.” Clamora looked down at some more papers on her desk and tilted her head. Just when I was about to ask what the other matters were, a soft knock on her door interrupted us. Sebastian walked in with a wicked grin on his face, and his eyes were elated when they landed on me. Dark green eyes flashed back to Clamora, and he gave her a questioning look. When she nodded, he disappeared into the house.
I figured now was the time to ask the questions that were flooding my mind. “What is he?”
“Hm?” Clamora looked up through black eyelashes.
“Sebastian, what is he? I mean, is he like me? Or is he something else?” I couldn’t help the flow of words as they escaped my mouth.
“That is his story to tell. Not mine.” She didn’t look at me for a while, and I stayed quiet. Then she startled me with her words. “Sebastian will be enrolling in school with you. It has been arranged. He will be a senior, like you. And we will both be moving into your town, close to you, so we can keep training until you are ready.”
“Until I’m ready for what?” My voice was a small whisper.
“The war, my child. It is what you see when you have visions of the future. We can discuss it tomorrow. But right now, there is something waiting for you downstairs.” She shooed me out of her office and down the stairs.
In the foyer there was a small kitten sitting on the marble floor. It looked like it was shivering. Carefully, I made my way to the small thing and scooped it up. I cradled it against my chest, and it purred loudly. When I turned to walk to the kitchen to get it some milk, I stopped. Sebastian was leaning against the wall. My eyes trailed over him, and my heart went into overdrive when I noticed he was wearing a white T-shirt that looked far too snug, showing off his large muscles. Black sweatpants hung loosely from his hips, and as my gaze kept going lower, I saw his bare feet on the floor. A soft laugh escaped him. Not being able to help myself, I looked back up to his face. Chirping noises from the kitten startled me. I gave the little thing a strange look and tilted my head.
“It’s a Savannah. That one in particular is about 80 percent serval. It’s a wild cat, and they make strange chirping sounds like that. He is your spirit animal. I didn’t name him; I felt that you should be able to, since he is yours. There are cat supplies in your room.” He stepped closer and scratched the cat behind its ears. It purred even louder. “This cat will be large, and it will have the personality of a dog and cat. I hope you accept it as a gift from me.” With those words, Sebastian departed, leaving me alone with a shivering kitten in my arms.
There were various toys and treats, two silver bowls, a bag of cat food, a bed that looked too large, and a purple harness. I sat
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