She-Wolf Prophecies Book 1

A New Life

Greyson and I cleaned up after our little escapade and made our way to the main house. I couldn’t stop smiling and neither could Greyson. Watching him f**k me had been so hot that now I wanted to do it again only next time completely naked. “ Maybe we should hang a mirror over the bed,” Greyson whispered as he knocked on the door. The door had a beautiful half-moon-shaped painted glass window with what looked to be protection wards designed into the glass. No doubt there were protection wards over this whole community. It wasn’t long before Harris opened the door smiling and waving us in. “Welcome to our humble abode.” He greeted. “Thank you and Eliza for having us,” Greyson replied to him. Their home was beautiful. The foyer we walked through had marble floors and vaulted ceilings with painted glass skylights. There were rooms and stairs everywhere. Harris saw me looking around and smiled, “There is a total of 48 rooms in the entire house.” He proudly announced. I gasped, “How.” I asked. The entire town has been cast under an invisibility veil so that no outsider may see or know of our whereabouts. The house itself is also under itsveill in case of a breach for the Coven members to escape to. Therefore, the house is a lot larger than it looks on the outside.” He explained. “The 1st floor is our school for our little witches and warlocks. The second floor is our magic school for when the littles graduate from the first floor, and the third floor is 2 apartments. One is ours and the other is where your mother and father are staying.” I was astonished at the sheer size of this place. It looked to be a regular 2 story home from the outside may be slightly larger than most but the inside was so much larger than I could have ever imagined. We have led through a long hallway with offices lining bother walls. Harris explained that they were offices for the teachers at the school as well as Magic School on the second floor. You were taught regular schooling as well as controlling your magic from 4 to 16 years old and then you graduated to the 2nd floor where you were finally allowed and taught to use your magic. “We never use or teach magic intending to harm or revenge,” Harris advised us. “We do however teach self-defense magic.” He added and looked at me with a wink that confused me a little. Would they be teaching me magic while I was here? So far I hadn’t shown signs of any magical abilities. Soon I could hear laughter and talking coming from the end of the hallway. The voices got louder as we approached an archway. Harris led us through and we entered a very large eating area. what I presumed they used to feed the children. The High Priestess Eliza was laughing with my mother while my father was conversing with a man whom I didn’t know. My mom looked beautiful in a black flowing dress with a braided piece of fabric that went over one shoulder and another around her waist. Her hair was piled up on her hand as loose tendrils framed her face. And to my amazement, my mother was wearing makeup, not only makeup but red lipstick. I smiled as I approached her. “Mom you look stunning, I can tell you are in your element.” I bragged. “ This is where I feel the most comfortable.” She admitted. “Look at you two gorgeous women. You look like sisters let alone mother and daughter.” The High Priestess admired. “Oh, Eliza stop it now.” My mother blushed. Look at Helena blushing. You know back in the day your mother was a flower child. She would lead us on skinny dipping escapades.” Eliza told on her. Mom's eyes got huge as I laughed, “ Yes well that is before I became a mother and wife to the Beta of one of the most powerful packs on the east coast. “ she groaned. This was the first time I realized that being a part of the pack had been more like a job to my mother. She hadn’t enjoyed it at all and would be so much happier here. Maybe I would talk with dad. I mean she had stood by his side for over 50 years now. It wouldn’t hurt m to do the same.

We all sat down to eat in our assigned seating. Myself, Greyson, My mother and father as well as Eliza and Harry were at our table. The food was orgasmic and I savored every bite. Even going back for seconds. I was ravenous which was not at all normal for me. I was on my 3rd helping of the chocolate pie when I noticed my mom and Eliza staring at me. “What?” I groaned with a mouthful of chocolate. “Hungry?” My mother grinned. “ So hungry. It's like I can’t get full." I groaned. “Helena work your magic and let's see.” Eliza urged my mother. I was confused and figured they were up to some kind of silly antics. My mother slid her chair closer to me and laid her hand on my stomach closing her eyes. “What are you doing? You have gone mad.” I exclaimed shocked. “Shhh, she must concentrate.” Eliza hushed me. Everyone at the table was staring at my mom and everyone was eerily silent. My mind was still on the chocolate pie. After a few moments, she opened her tear-filled eyes and looked up at me. “Momma, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” I asked concerned. She shook her head yes and smiled at Greyson and me looking between us both. “ I am going to be a grandmother.” She exclaimed. My jaw dropped, and The High Priestess squealed and clapped her hands together. Greyson sat there like a statue and my father and mother cried. Suddenly I felt as if the room was spinning and I became way too hot. My heart rate sped up and I felt as if I couldn’t breathe. I stood up from the table ‘Please excuse me a moment.” I remember taking maybe 5 steps before the floor rushed up to my face and everything went black.

The Next Morning

My head hurt. It felt as if someone had hit me with a sledgehammer. I could hear beeping sounds and voices around me. “ She hasn’t so much as moved Mrs. Baker. I’m terrified. I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to her. She completes my soul.” I could hear Greyson’s voice laced with fear and anger at himself. “ She will wake up. I can feel her energy and it's strong, especially this morning.” My mom was soothing him. I tried to open my eyes but was blinded by a bright light overhead and quickly shut them. Instead, I squeezed Greyson’s hand. “Gabriella!” I heard him exclaim. “She squeezed my hand Mrs. B.” he almost shouted to my mom. Greyson had called my mother and father Mr. and Mrs. B since we were children and it was nice to hear him say it again. My mouth was utterly dry. Like sandpaper. “Lights.” I croaked not recognizing my voice. “Greyson dear get the lights.” My mother instructed. “Water.” I croaked once more. “ See she is her regular demanding self.” My mom joked. I finally was able to open my eyes my vision still a tiny bit blurry from the migraine. Greyson and my mom both stood over me. I was in a room that looked to be in a house but I was hooked up to an IV, BP monitor, and oxygen monitor. “Baby?” I asked. “Your baby is fine.” My mom smiled. I still couldn’t believe Greyson and I was going to be parents in 3 months. Werewolves birthed a lot faster than humans. Our pups grew at an accelerated rate and then once born would hit maturity at 18, for their aging to slow to an almost creeping pace. A lot of us could live to be 500 years old, and that was still considered to be around 70 in human years. “Gabriella,” Greyson leaned in and looked into my eyes, “I know right now with everything going on and I know you wanted to travel the world before we had children but we will make this work even if we have to buy an RV and travel as a family.” I laughed but my love for Greyson grew so much at this moment. He was a remarkable man. “The doctor says you are exactly 1 week pregnant.” My mom bragged. She was clerkly really excited. The door to my room opened and my dad walked in. “Okay, I brought us some beef stew Eliza made. Any changes?” he asked without looking up from the tray he carried. I giggled making him almost drop the bowls filled with hot soup. “Hi daddy. “my voice finally sounded normal again. “Call me papaw.” A huge smile spread across his face