The Lycan's Little Witch

Chapter 5

Emily

I woke up the following day feeling refreshed. I glanced at my phone on the nightstand to see it was 11am. I stretch under the sheets but am immediately alert when I hear the front door unlock. I left Theo's room door open, so I could call him if needed. I jump from the bed, run to the door, and see it empty. A man about the same age as Theo walks in. He has blonde hair and blue eyes. Those blue eyes meet my green eyes as soon as he steps in.

"Who the hell are you?" He asked. "Are you my roommate?"

"No, that would be me," Theo answers.

The stranger and I turn to the couch where Theo is rubbing his eyes. "She's my sister. She helped me move in yesterday and spent the night cause it was so late," Theo explained.

"Oh, sorry about that," the stranger apologizes to me. "I'm Ryan."

"Emily."

"I'm apart of the Hunters program. I'm a werewolf; what about you two?"

"I'm a witch, and Theo's a wizard," I explain. I see Theo get up from the couch, fully rested from all the moving and driving yesterday.

"Are you two going to the ceremony at the end of the month?" Asked Ryan.

I nod. A ceremony is held at the end of the month to celebrate the new students who got accepted into the program.

Seeing as I'm a third wheel, I tell Theo that I'll shower before going back home. I don't want to get in the middle of roommate bonding time.

I head to the shower after brushing my teeth. I don't take long, and quickly dry off, lotion up, and get changed. Once finished, I take all my things and stuff them in my duffle bag.

I return to the living room to hug Theo goodbye. Ryan moves stuff into his room on the other side of the dorm while Theo moves around some boxes. When he sees me, he stops what he's doing and hugs me.

"I'll see you in a few weeks?" He grins.

"Absolutely," I nod.

"Then I'll see you and mom," he kisses me on the cheek, and I wave bye. Before teleporting back to the mansion, I walk outside and stop in the parking lot. Once back, I greet Aunt Cheryl and tell her about the campus and the ceremony.

As usual, she beams and tells me about a dress she picked for me. I wanted to see it, but it was a surprise.

I chuckle and go to my room to unpack my bag. Once that was done, I walked to the backyard. The forest is literally the whole background. Witches and wizards are one with nature due to our Wiccan heritage, so we love meditating. I head towards the woods and sit in the center of it. I begin to meditate and clear my mind. It's going well until I feel that sensation again.

It's so weird. I'll have to ask Cheryl about it later. But for now, I meditate. A calm mind is needed to cast spells and maintain the magical balance within us.

A few hours later, I'm done meditating. I return to the mansion to see the housekeeper, Mr. Gillagin putting on her coat. I ask where he's going.

"Oh, Miss Emily," he smiles. "I'm going to the store. Your aunt held a last-minute meeting last night, and I didn't get a chance to do the shopping this morning."

"Oh, don't worry," I replied. "I can do it. You have much to do here; if not, just take a break."

"No, dear," Mr. Gillagin refuses. "You just got back. Surely you're exhausted."

"I want to do it. I just spent the last few hours meditating in the forest, so I need some exercise."

Mr. Gillagin gives a curt nod, then hands me a shopping list and a debit card. I tell him I'll be back in a couple of hours and head to the store.

When I reach the shopping center, I park the car at the back end of the lot, so I can leave quickly. I turn off the ignition and exit my vehicle. Making sure it is locked and secure. I have a small electric car I got for my 16th birthday. Of course, I paid my parents back with my babysitting money, and they gladly accepted.

I grab a shopping cart and heading inside the store. I run through the list and get everything on it and then some. Cheryl has a lot of meetings that are last minute because of what's been happening. Apparently, there are rumors of a necromancer reanimating the dead. Necromancy is when a witch or wizard practices the dark arts of raising the dead. It twists them, and they become consumed with dark energy.

There hasn't been a necromancer for centuries but now...Cheryl has a lot of weight on her shoulders. I'm trying to help her in every way I can, but she wants me to focus on my trials instead.

I don't like it, but I have to accept it.

While lost in my thoughts, I failed to notice a worker coming out with a cart full of supplies. I slammed right into it with a loud crash. Some things fell off the worker's cart.

I immediately apologized. "I'm so sorry!"

The worker assured me that it was alright. But I still help him pick up his things. Suddenly, I hear a growl. I asked the worker if he had heard something too. He said he didn't, so I decided to brush it off.

Once I was finished helping the workers, I double-checked my list and headed toward the checkout.

There, in the line, I felt the sensation again. Now, I was craving chocolate. Thankfully, there was some by the register. I reached over and grabbed a few of the extra-large bars before checking out my groceries.

I go to my car and pack up the groceries while munching on the chocolate. On the way home, I munch on it. The same thing happened when I got home too. By the time I reached the front door, I had finished 3 out of 4.

What the heck is wrong with me?