Bradhadair

Coven: Belwicket

Mom: Mackenna

Morgan Riordan's POV

I put down some seasonal flowers on my Alter in my room for Beltane. I laughed as I was called downstairs by my mother, Maeve Riordan.

"Morgan, honey" she called in our family Irish accent.

"Coming Mam" I said, my voice carried by air to her.

Mam smiled as I hurried down the stairs in my new spring dress. "Tonight is Beltane" she started, "have you finished decorating you Alter yet?"

I laughed "I was almost done when you called me down, Mam" I said to her.

"Okay, okay. Come help me finish the cooking for tonight" she told me and I headed over to the oven.

I removed the Fried Honey cakes from the oven. They were a huge hit last year. I also mixed together the salad and finished off the Strawberry Cookies. I just loved those. "Okay, can I have a Diet Coke now?" I asked her.

"Sure, but I don't know how you drink that stuff, you can only get it one other place. It is just vial" she said scrunching up her nose.

I laughed and opened the fridge and popped the top on my Diet Coke. Then I headed back upstairs to finish my Alter.

I grasped hands with the other coven members and we walked deosil around the circle. My mother, Maeve Riordan, led the circle in a chant for Beltane and we thanked the Goddesses and Gods. Later we danced around the Maypole and then headed to eat.

"I am proud of you tonight, your magick is strong" said my grandmother, Mackenna Riordan, after things has quieted down.

I smiled at her "Really?" I asked.

"Yes" she told me firmly, and then told me "there's someone from England you mother and I would like you to meet."

I gave her a questioning glance, but followed her anyway.

I met my mother at the door where in the door way was a guy, he has pale skin, very light hair, and eyes that looked like the forest; he was beautiful.

"Morgan, this is Hunter Niall. He is a Seeker for the council. He is looking for information on the Witch named Ciaran MacEwan" my mother said the name hesitantly, where as I cringed. The most feared man in the Witch World. "Hunter, this is my daughter, Morgan Riordan, and my mother Mackenna Riordan" she finished.

Hunter Niall kept staring at me through the introduction by my mother. It was quite awkward, no one said anything. I cleared my throat and broke the silence.

"Yes, well, do you have the information I am looking for?" Hunter asked as I avoided his eyes that never left my face. He had a faint English accent.

"No, I'm sorry. I do not know the location for that man" Mam said to the Seeker. "Would you like to join us for the rest of Beltane, Hunter? It's quite late."

Hunter smiled, but I saw sadness in his green eyes. "I would love too" he replied.

My mam showed Hunter Niall around the house then led us into the backyard, with me still avoiding his eyes.

An hour later we were laugh at a weak joke that Hunter told. Right then was the moment that changed my entire life; I look into Hunter Niall, the Seeker's, eyes.