Devon's POV
"Ever wondered why I did not let Nyle and you spend nights in your room even though I knew you liked him?" Sarah asks Samika. And it still gives me a pang in the chest on how Nyle was in her life before me.
I don't care anymore though. Because I know she is mine now. The tough times will clear away and she will be mine again. Very soon.
"Ever wondered how I always walked in with perfect timing when Matt came over and spent time in your room?" Oh so looks like even Matt tried to get into the picture.
Sometimes I look at Samika and am never not surprised enough on how beautiful she actually is. No wonder guys around her were constantly hitting on her and wanted to make an impression. She is a freaking Goddess! Just a little hotheaded.
"Ever wondered why I loved Devon the moment he introduced himself as your boyfriend even though you were screaming at us that it wasn't the case?" Sarah asks this time, and Samika nods.
Sarah protected Samika from all of these? That makes me wonder about only two things. Why and how?
"I know you are a werewolf and you will have only one mate. I know it wasn't Nyle or Matt. I know Brent is one too but his wolf gene is not the dominant one. And I know so many things that I never told you. I wanted you to figure it out. But now I guess things are starting to get out of hand," Sarah says now.
Alright. This is starting to get a little weird now. But as far as I know Sarah, she doesn't have a cunning bone in her body. It is just not her.
"I am an Oracle. I was shunned by my pack for falling in love with a human man. I moved places after my husband was killed. And I landed at your place. And once I saw you, I didn't want to leave. Because it was destiny that brought me to you. You needed my help and protection so I was there," she says this time that shook the f**k out of me.
My eyes go wide as I look at Samika and she is already looking at me with her eyes wide too. We both are equally clueless.
I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing that Sarah is an Oracle. Oracles don't really have a distinct scent so the supernaturals couldn't track most of them. They said Oracles ten generations ago were the last people to have their distinct scent until they shielded it off as a survival skill.
"Oracle?" Samika asks as if she is still trying to convince herself that this is real and that this is happening.
"Yes. Yes, I am. And I am sure when I tell you that it is Brent's mom who came earlier," Sarah says again.
"What did she look like?" I ask her, praying to Gods above that she should be who I think she is.
"Your aunt," she says and my heart rate picks up just with that word.
I looked at Samika again and this time, she cupped her mouth with both her hands in pure shock.
"I have powers and I see things that you people are not aware of. The scents you cannot pick up. And the auras you can never see. So believe me when I say, Devon" she whispers as she holds my hand tighter and looks at me.
"She is dangerous. For Brent. And for everyone"