Mixed Fates

Introduction

Mia Pov.

Looking at these people, I knew I could not win. They are stronger than me. I look around at the people I know will die in battle to save me and I know almost half of them will if we go into this battle. I look at mom holding Bunny with Enzo at her feet with a death grip on her shirt. I love them so much and I can't let them go into this battle for me. I take a deep breath and then let it out, putting my magic away. 

“If I go with you, then you have to swear that my pack will come to no harm” 

A few heads turned to me with wide shock. I am taking a step forward.

“You are not leaving” my father growls. 

I look at him with all the love I have for him in my eyes. 

“Dad, I promise to come back” 

His eyes narrow. 

“You are not leaving, back up NOW!” 

“Dad…” 

“NO! NO! NO!” mom screams, but she does not move from her place.

“We do not have time for this nonsense. Either come with us now or we will take you by force” One of the hooded figures yells. 

Everyone could feel the urgency in their voice and I am sure they need to get back to their boss and finish this quickly. 

“Do you promise that no harm comes to my pack and my family?!” I yell back at them. 

They all look at each other, I hate their white eyes, I always hide mine because they freak me out. To see them stare back at me in the mirror. 

“We see no reason to cause harm if there is no attack and you come quietly with us” the woman says again. 

Her voice brings goosebumps to my skin and it feels like there is a bucket of cold water being dumped on my magic. 

“NO! NEVER! NO! MIA!” my mother screams.

I turn around and see the tears run down her cheeks and my heart clenches. My mother is my chain to the ground, she is the reason I am not crazy, she is the reason I am not evil, she is the reason I am still alive. I walk to her and place both of my hands on her cheeks.

“I will come back mommy” I say in a low voice. 

She shakes her head. 

“I am strong, I am good and I am your daughter” 

She nods her head and closes her eyes. 

“I swear on my life, I will come back to you! I love you mommy” 

She keeps her eyes closed and I let my hands drop from her, I turn away from her feeling the tears wanting to fall but I don't let them. I look my father in the eyes when I walk past him and he looks in pain. I walk over to them and stop about a meter from them and turn around to have one last look at my family. Then I feel a stabbing pain in my neck and everything goes black. 

Mom. 

Zanders POV.

Markian Banshee, that name feels familiar but from some horrible dream. I have my magic on high alert but I can feel them match it. I look around, it is already dark because of the clouds and steam is coming out of peoples mouths because of the drop in temperature. I try to feel their minds with my magic but there is a barrier around them.

“We have come for you Markian Banshee subject number seventy-three” 

The clouds in the sky move away and the air starts to heat up again. Subject? I am a subject? 

“You are not taking my son anywhere!” my mother yells with her wolf surfacing. 

“Mom calm down, they are stronger than me. I cant win this” I sign to her. 

She just ignores me and looks back at them. 

“I don't care who you are or from what order, coven or chicken coop you are from! You are not leaving here with my son!” she yells again. 

“If there is a fight you want then so be it” one of the men says. 

I could feel his magic move but it was way too fast for me to counter it! The magic lands on mom and she falls to the ground in pain and spitting blood out of her mouth. I step in front of her to give him a worse view of her and put up a barrier but it can only lessen the effect and not stop it. The wolfs start attacking but I only hear necks snapping. They fall down like flies around them. I stare in shock at the people I grew up and have eaten dinner with attack trying to protect me and die without a second thought.

“NO STOP!” I yell.

I throw up a barrier around me and mom and the figures. No one can get through.

“Stop the attack on my mother!” 

“We are only protecting ourselves from attacks started by them and her”

Her voice sounds young and evil without an ounce of regret or compassion for the people they just killed. I materialize a knife out of ice from the air and stab it in my thigh. That gets a little reaction from them. Mom takes a deep breath.

“We are to bring you unharmed back to the base” one of them says but he sounds rather bored. 

I look around at the wolves and the naked people around us. My family and my friends. Mommy Ísa is not here. She will come after me and she will do whatever she needs to find me. She will die in the process.

“Fine I will come with you” 

I let the knife melt away, I bend down to mom on the ground. 

“Mom, tell Mommy that I went on a trip to explore my talents! Tell her not to look for me and connect to me. I will block her out. I want to do this on my own. She cant come after me, they will kill her” 

She has blood all around her mouth but the anger and pain in her eyes will be sired into my heart forever. She is scared for me. 

“I promise I will return to you and Mommy” 

I squeeze her hand and heal her. I straighten up and walk over to the people, I will not look back. Then one of them brings out a big needle and some liquid that looks purple. A millisecond later that needle is in my throat and everything goes black.

Unknown POV.

I have been following them for about six years now but every time I get close it is like they feel it and move. I punch the punching bag and it swings away. The sweat is streaming down my face and I feel my lungs burning but I have to get this anger out. I walk away from the punching bag and take my gloves off. I lay down on the bench and start to back press the weight that is ready for me. I made my own gym in my house after I could not focus anymore with all my underlings hounding me at the local gym. 

When I finish the set I can still feel the burning need to kill them and the hatred still holding my heart with an almost closed fist. I am under so much pressure from the council that I have to make sure to take my anger out in the gym before a meeting with them. I look at the clock, I have about forty minutes until I have to be ready. I storm into the shower and put the water on freezing cold. I can see the veins in my body still stretched out and working overtime to keep up with the demand I have on it. Ever since I was a boy I have been athletic to keep up with my family but I have never been very social. That reminds me that I need to call one of my mothers soon to make sure everything is alright and no one of my enemies has been giving them trouble. Not that they would ever be in any harm but still a bother is a bother. 

“Sir, we have your office ready” I turn off the shower and put a towel around my waist. 

“I will be ready in just a few moments, go back to my office” I order. 

I dry my body with my magic and then snap a light gray suit on me with a white shirt under it, I walk to the body mirror and run my hands through my now damp hair. I have my hair neatly cut in a very basic man cut and no beard. I have a permanent color in my hair since I was so unfortunate to inherit my mothers hair and no one would respect me with that color so now it it black like my eyes.  

I walk into my office and the council is already on the big screen on my wall, I bow to them and they just nod their heads. 

“I apologize counselors of me being late” I start but get interrupted.

“We do not care why you are late just get to the point Elder” 

I bite down. 

“I have reason to believe I have found them and I want to take my team to investigate then send for High Priestess Floras coven to eliminate them”

They all look at each other and they look annoyed. 

“ We have been talking, Elder. We granted you the position because your family is very strong especially with the two magical families bonding to a very strong werewolf family. However you have been with you hands on the loose for too long and now it is time to come back and keep you line living” 

I clench my fists. 

“My sister and younger brother have been doing a great job with that and I swore an oath not to rest until they are all dead” 

“YES, YES we know all about your oath but we need to keep your blood alive! After you have sired a child you can keep up your witch hunt” one says angry. 

I close my eyes and keep my anger from surfacing, should they not grant me this permission I will go rogue. 

“Finish this destination but if there is nothing there then you need to put your revenge on hold” 

Then they clicked offline. 

SO IS THIS BOOK WORTH WRITING?