~Ella's Pov~

I sat on the wobbly, wooden stool at my grandmother's kitchen table while watching Law and Order. Gran was out in the back patio, watering her herbs and flowers. After working at my uncle's bakery till two in the morning, afterwards I went and slept at my grandmother's. Spent hours helping my uncle decorate a wedding cake and the cupcakes that went with the order for the couple. My uncle taught me everything he knows about cake decorating, taught me since I was six when my mother died. That story was for another time, when I heard a car door shut. A strange feeling crept over me as I stopped what I was doing which my grandmother took notice. She placed the watering can down before heading to the front of the house.

I could hear my grandmother talking as I heard a males voice. The squeak of the screen door opening was heard, followed by heavy foot steps behind my grandmothers light feet. Turning on the stool, I saw a tall, dark, extremely handsome male standing in the door way. Black hair was cut short while styled up, with cold green eyes. Wearing dark blue shirt, leather jacket, jeans, and biker boots. Yet what caught my attention was his aura that surrounded him. Yes, I can see aura's I'm a witch, though my grandmother has been training me since I acquired my powers when I could remember.

Any who, I stared at his aura as a muddied red mist outlined his figure. Sour apple green mixed with the red with a thin layer of yellow. Not a combination I would put together, this guy must have some unresolved issues. Yet there was also in his aura a silver lining that didn't fade or glow brighter.

"Who is this, Grandma?" I questioned.

"This is Derek Hale, he was asking if his sister Laura had stopped by," I raised an eyebrow when my grandmother told me he was a Hale. About what happen to his family was tragic.

Wait did he say Laura?

"I know her, she stopped by asking questions if any weird activity was going on, and about her future," I replied.

I watched as Derek raised an eyebrow, "You're a fortune teller?" Sounding very skeptical which most people would be; many fortune tellers are fake.

So rolling my eyes as I stood up walking over to the counter, I pulled out my grandmother's tarot card deck from the draw. "You could say that but your sister came asking questions like, "What do I know about an Alpha?"

I saw Derek tensed which made my grandmother pat him on the arm before heading out on the back patio again. "You know about werewolves?"

Nodding my head, "Yes, when you are a witch you need to know some things like what other creatures are out there in the supernatural world."

"You're a witch," I looked up at his as he was three steps further away from where he was before.

"Yes, but I'm not going to hurt you. I swear your sister acted just like you," I started to shuffle through the card hoping to find the three that I told Laura's fortune.

His footsteps drew closed as he was just across the wooden table island from where I was standing. "What else can you do?" he inquired.

"Witch stuff I guess, if you've seen 'Charmed' then we are something like that as a reference."

Pulling out the three cards I looked at Derek, "Your sister came for answers but she didn't like what I told her."

I placed the cards down faced down as I pointed to each one, "These cards represent the past, present, and future. Each has its own explanation but your sister didn't like the fate I told her."

"Which was?" He asked as I could tell he was getting impatient.

"Calm your testosterone sugar, I'm getting there," I shook my head as I flipped the first card over to reveal-

"The 'Queen of Swords' represents a female full of sadness, loss, absence or separation. This was in the past part of the fortune that being affiliated with your families lost. Sorry about that as well."

He shifted beside me uncomfortable, so I flipped the over the next card to speed things along.

"The 'Tower' represents unexpected disaster or an abrupt in one's life style. That can either lead to new realizations or the worst, but the last part is the worst part."

Derek looked at me as stared at him with sorrow as I flipped the last card over. He looked down and didn't look too pleased.

"You told her that she was going to die," He glared at me while letting out a growl.

I held up a finger, "First off: the growling doesn't scare me so you can stop. Second, I gave your sister a warning that whomever she is looking for to stop. That if she continued search for this so called Alpha she was going to die."

I watched as the muddied red turned bright as he got angry.

"But that's not all."

"What else is there?" He snapped.

"I told your sister this information a month and a half ago."