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Season of the B***ch
Chapter one
Elijah's ears still rung with the sound of the repeated explosions, all around him members of the Crescent pack were writhing in pain from their various wounds.
"Hayley!" he called
"I'm here!" she spluttered
Elijah watched her spring to her feet and begin to help the wounded, then he noticed a familiar blonde figure trapped beneath a small over turned trailer.
"We need to get everyone to Arianna," Jackson ordered
Within seconds people were helping each other to their feet and carrying whatever they could, Elijah went and helped Oliver flip the trailer over so he could scoop up Eve and carry her.
"Who is this Arianna?" he asked
Oliver smiled.
"Whose land do you think we've been camping on?"
"She has a big old house smack in the centre of it," Jackson explained "She'll be able to help."
Elijah followed them along the twisting and winding paths through the bayou wondering about this Arianna, did she pose a threat to his family and New Orleans? Why did she live in the middle of the bayou? And more importantly what kind of creature was she? The watery swamps soon gave way to a grove of apple trees similar to the orchard on the plantation. The waxy skin of the apples glowed a deep blood red which made him thirsty.
"Don't even think about it," a firm female voice said in his mind
Elijah looked down at the ground and continued to follow Jackson and Oliver, clearly this woman was a witch.
"Do you know anything about this Arianna?" he asked as he walked beside Hayley
She shrugged.
"She's like their doctor, Eve said that she's been helping werewolves give birth for years. They kind of look up to her, "
He watched her rub her baby bump thoughtfully.
"Strange that a witch is so eager to help a pack of werewolves, seeing as they cursed you in the first place,"
Jackson shook his head and chuckled.
"Arianna's great-great grandmother ran off with a werewolf, sometime later she gave birth to twins a boy and a girl. Only the boy was a werewolf, his sister was human but her mother made her swear that she would always protect her brother from those who would hunt him, and in order to do that she had to use magic."
Elijah felt a sense of kinship, not only had he been cursed by his own mother but he had made a similar to promise to Nicklaus and Rebekah that he would always protect them.
"Arianna's witch, but she isn't like those bitches in the French Quarter," Oliver added "Oh yeah, better not mention anything about them when you get there. She doesn't like them very much and she's gonna be pissed when she sees what they've done to her aunt,"
The grove soon opened out onto a neat lawn that was over looked by a grand mansion.
"Here we are," Oliver said cheerfully "Don't worry Evie, Annie's gonna heal you right up,"
Elijah got to the steps of the veranda and froze as he gazed up at the petite brown haired, green eyed woman.
"Michaela," he whispered
"That was my great-grandmother's name, but I suppose you would know all about her wouldn't you Elijah," she answered