Missing Star

Chapter 18

Marissa

It seemed like I cried for days, but there standing true were my grandmother and my wolf. It had only been a few days since everything happened. I felt so drained and yet strong at the same time. Me and Miss Mary had talked for hours after everything she knew a lot and was able to help me. It turns out my mother was amazing. She was the youngest to come into her power. She was strong and caring for all those around her. I got to know my mother for the first time and it was amazing. She was amazing but, she got caught up with my father and his lies. You can't fix a narcissist, which is what he is and will always be.

My grandmother turned into my rock. She couldn't be there for me after my mother died due to my father and his mother. They told her "on a ranch, there are accidents all the time." She feared they would kill me too. At some points in my life, the abuse was so bad that I would have wished for death. But I made it through. I survived them and the Fernandes.

I was learning the truth about myself. Per my grandmother's books, a missing star or blessed one is chosen by her majesty the universe or Moon Goddess to help set right and balance between the magical and non. I was on the fast train to learn. There was more magic than I could have ever guessed in the world. I was also learning all my talents. In all this, my main gift was to talk to all and help them heal. To be honest, I don't know how I can help heal when I'm still trying to heal myself.

In those next days, I stayed close to her and learned everything I could. According to her books, I had most if not all magical gifts. But in those books, I was told to move forward you have to forgive. And right now, forgiveness is not at the top of my list. I wanted to see my father pay for killing my mother. I wanted the ranch to burn with them and their sins. But who would that help now?

"It's okay to hurt and feel pain. You forgive so you can move forward, not unburden the guilty." She told me one day as the term came up again.

I sat there on the floor reading next to my wolf. With his head, he nudged me as if he agreed. Looking at his eyes always settled me. During the worst nights when I relived my mother's death and abuse, he would curl around me and hold me till I stopped sobbing. These two have become my constant.

I knew there was more coming for me. I could feel the power growing in me and the darkness of the world we lived in.

Over the last few months, my wolf Lucian was always there. He became a protector of sorts; he wouldn't let me go to the woods without going first. He was helping me till one day I got an image of him again, as I had on the day I learned of my mother. Lucian was a wolf but he had a partner with him always hiding in the back.

"Why are you looking at me funny?" he asked, toting off to the side of the house.

Because you are not just a wolf, are you? I asked in my mind. We communicated this way only a handful of times, but when I said it, he stopped as if someone had frozen him.

Out loud I said, "I know that in this world there is more and I feel your partner waiting and wanting to come out."

"His name is Thomas, he has helped me find you and keep you safe". He said, coming up the side steps, and setting his head in my lap. In one eye was Lucian, in the other was Thomas.

"We are ware, meaning we are half of one. Would you like to meet my other half? He has been patient and kind, waiting for you to be ready."

Taking a deep breath, I was friends with a ware. And since he was a wolf, that meant his partner had to be human. SURE why Not, I thought at this point I might as well know everything I can. I have learned so much since last month. First, I was the granddaughter of one of the strongest coven leaders in the world. There were only a handful of others since they had been hunted down in the 1800's.

As my mind raced, I saw Lucian prance to the edge of the woods, look back, and smile. Then he was gone. At that same time, there was a knock on the trailer door. Miss Mary was out getting more info and books for me from other leaders so I could study. So it was too early for it to be her. Maybe another person needed me from the coven. I got up, walked to the front, and opened the door. Before I could react, there was my father and Jerome pushing through the door. Right behind him was that no-good game warden.

It was too late to close the door, so I spun for the back door as fast as I could. I wanted my legs to move faster but for some reason, they wouldn't. When I hit the stairs, one of them got my foot and I went head first down the back steps, landing at a pair of feet and strong hands lifting me back up.

I was placed in between two tall men. Peering out from my back door was my father, Jerome, and the Warden. Then a strong voice came from in front of me "What are you doing here?"

"I AM LOOKING FOR MY MISSING DAUGHTER?" my father yelled "She is going back with me!" He snarled, pointing at me.

After all, I had been through. I was done. With my father, Jerome, and that stupid Game Warden. "I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE!" I yelled. " I am not missing nor do you give a damn about me that way, father. You sold me to benefit you! All three of you can f*ck off my property and out of my home."

The red took over my father's face as he was not used to being talked to in that way. He charged me hand raised ready to strike me when a strong hand came up and got him by the wrist and flipped him.

"You dare lay a hand on her and I'll kill you. " a growl came out of the man in front of me. As he stared down at my father. His threat was felt more than heard. He then looked at the other two and said "not one of you has the balls to take me on and if any of you come close to her again you'll die a slow and painful death."

Before I had a chance to think, I placed my hand on his forearm. It was warm, strong, and ready. Then his eyes met mine and I knew who he was. These were my Lucian and Thomas. I was able to breathe with him next to me. I looked at Jerome and saw him shake. He's a coward that only goes after those weaker than him. But around his neck was my mother's cross.

As if at that moment I was brave, I knew he couldn't or wouldn't bare try to hurt me. I was going to take his power over me. I walked up and ripped the necklace off him and drew back and punched him with all my might. It felt good to watch him bend over in pain. "I am not nor will I ever be yours."

Just as I was walking back to Thomas side, a hand reached for my arm. It was the damn Game Warden. "Ma'am by state law you have to be with a guardian till you turn 18." He cleared his throat. "You have to go back with your father." Then my father stood up to come to stare down at me.

With lightning-quick moves, Thomes came up and moved me safely to his side, away from them. Then, just as quickly, we had three patrol cars pull up front and my grandmother come rushing to my side.