A/N: Yey! So glad that you guys like the story. More drama to come, trust me. Sorry about the whole pairing mishap, I have changed it now. I don't know why it didn't work, because I did do it.
Anyway, enjoy this one.
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Chapter 2: Scars
The Dahl
Once Trick came back with a large blanket, Bo wrapped her fiancé up so that she was completely covered. Lauren was still under the effects of the sedative, and was probably going to be out for a while. The brunette sat beside her fiancé, taking in her features as she slept soundly. Angela hadn't spoken a word since Lauren went down, although she kept looking at her phone which just made Bo suspicious.
But Bo wasn't going to let her get away without explaining what just happened. "Start talking" she said looking up at the Dark Elder.
Angela folded her arms, this girl was courageous. Speaking to a Dark Fae elder in the tone that she was using would have resulted very differently for others. "Given the way that you spoke to me earlier, I am assuming that you know who I am?" she asked. The succubus seemed to know that Lauren was her daughter.
"I do, but right now I want to know why you're here. I mean, it's funny how you haven't thought about her for nearly 30 years and yet here you are. And it's also convenient how you show up, right when the shit hits the fan… Why?" Bo asked.
"For your information, I have not stopped thinking about her! Giving her up was my deepest regret, but I didn't have a choice. She would have been killed if my clan knew of her, I was protecting her…." Angela sighed, this was hard for her. It brought back so many memories, memories that she thought were long buried. "… I was sent here to help" she added.
"By who? And how did you even know that this was going to happen?" the succubus asked. Were they psychic too?
"I come from a long line of ancient Werewolves, as a breed we serve an Alpha. That would be my father, Lauren's grandfather. He sensed her, he has been drawn to her for weeks. I have orders to bring her home with me" Angela said.
Bo stood up abruptly, was this woman crazy? "Are you on crack? There is no way in hell that I am letting you take my fiancé out of here!" she yelled.
"Fiancé? You two are engaged?" The werewolf asked.
"Yeah, do you have a problem with that?" the brunette asked, almost wanting her to say yes just so that she could punch her.
"I don't, but my Father will" Angela said.
"What is that supposed to mean? Why would he have a problem with it?" Bo asked, she didn't need this right now. She and Lauren had just survived the nightmare that was Peyton Taft. And now they had something else trying to destroy them.
"Werewolves, only mate with others like themselves. It ensures that our pack will always grow. To be with another species is forbidden" Angela said.
Bo laughed, fantastic. More stupid rules, why was the universe against them being together? "Well, you're outta luck lady. Because Lauren and I are already mated" the succubus smirked proudly.
Angela understood now, why this was all happening. Lauren was born human, which meant that this shouldn't be happening to her. But if she had apparently mated with this succubus then Bo must have awaked the dormant werewolf genes inside of the blonde. It made sense now.
"So you are the reason why this is happening to her. Tell me, is she still human?" Angela asked, it was important.
"We think so…" Trick stepped in, he had been listening for the last five minutes. "… Our friend Dyson, he is a wolf like you—" he was cut off when Angela scoffed with a laugh.
"Is something funny?" Bo asked.
"Yes actually. Your Light Fae friend, is nothing like me. He shouldn't even call himself a wolf, he is what young people would call… A poser. Shifters are not even in the same league as us, he would do well to remember that" she said with a smile.
"Well, anyway. He could smell both Fae and a human scent coming from Lauren" Trick finally finished.
"Interesting, it may be that she is still half human. In that case, she is even more unique. I must take her home with me, there she will get the care that she needs. She will also be trained how to hone her new abilities, so that this kind of thing never happens again" Angela said.
"She's not going anywhere with you!" Bo yelled, was this chic deaf? Did she need to say it again, with enunciation?
"I am afraid that you have no say succubus, I am her mother. And in the eyes of the Fae, she is under my authority. I can do what I please with her, and you cannot stop me…" as soon as the elder finished her sentence, the doors to the bar busted open. Two tall men walked, dressed in black. They were very muscly. "… Take her back to the Mansion, I will meet you there" she ordered.
Just as the two men started to approach an unconscious Lauren, Bo drop kicked one and then went for the other. Before she could get her hands on him, Angela grabbed her by the throat. Showing her piercing yellow eyes and sharp teeth as she lifted the succubus off of her feet. Bo held onto the woman's hand, she couldn't breathe.
"ENOUGH! This is a place of sanctuary! Put my granddaughter down Angela!" Trick yelled.
"Or what old man? You are in no position to threaten me, or demand anything from me! I have heard stories about you, the unaligned succubus. I thought that you would have put up more of a fight, Lauren is coming with me. But do not worry, I will have her call you when she wakes…" Angela said, she saw that her two lackeys had left with her daughter.
She dropped Bo to the floor, shifting her features back to their normal state. "… Lauren is one of us now, I give you my blood oath that she will not be harmed. We wish to welcome her with open arms. You will hear from her soon..." she said before leaving.
Bo placed her hands on her sore neck, coughing as she tried to getting her breathing back to normal. Trick knelt down next to his granddaughter, "Are you alright?" he asked.
The succubus gave him an angry glare. "Am I alright?! The love of my life was just kidnapped, again! How could you just let them take her?!" she asked. She thought that if anyone knew of a loop hole it would be Trick.
"Bo, there is nothing that anyone can do. Lauren is a part of their clan, given that this was her first transformation it means that she is still technically a child in fae terms. Angela has full authority over her family" he said. He would have helped if he could. But this was out of his hands.
"They are not her family, we are! I have to get her back…" the succubus sighed getting up. Trick stopped her with a hand on her arm. "… Don't you dare think about stopping me Trick!" she yelled, her eyes turning an angry blue.
"I am not saying that you shouldn't get her back, I was just going to say that perhaps you should wait until she calls" he said.
"I can't believe that you're actually taking that bitch's word!" Bo said, she noticed something shine in the corner of her eye. On the floor, a few inches from her was Lauren's engagement ring. It must have fallen off when she shifted. The brunette reached over and picked it up, holding it in her hand tight.
"She gave you her blood oath Bo, no one can resend that vow. Not even a Dark Fae elder. Regardless of what just happened, Angela is one of the kindest Dark Fae Elders that I have ever met. She will keep her word, of that I am sure" he said. Trick really did hope that Angela would not break her promise.
"You better be!" Bo yelled leaving the bar, and then getting into her car. She needed to go home and wait for Lauren to call. But in the meantime, she was going to get a plan together. Just in case Angela felt like reneging.
Grayson Mansion (30 Minutes Later)
Once she had gotten back, Angela had Lauren taken to one of the guest rooms. There she could rest and sleep off the effects of the sedative. Angela decided to inform her Father on the information that she had just learned from Lauren's so called fiancé. The blonde walked into her Father's office, seeing him sat at his desk.
"Where is she?" he asked, not even looking up from his paperwork. He could smell them as they entered the house.
"In the guest room in the east wing. When I intended to approach her, she had already succumbed to her first change. But as I predicted, she wasn't happy to see me" she said.
"Elaborate" he said. He needed more information than that.
"She knows who I am. Her wolf was ready to attack me, and submitting did not work" she said. That statement alone was enough to make Julian look up from his desk. Submitting to an aggressive wolf, always worked.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his daughter didn't seem as though she was harmed.
Angela nodded, "Yes, fortunately I had help in subduing her" she said.
"Oh? From who?" he asked.
"Her fiancé" Angela said.
Julian rose from his desk, his first born granddaughter was engaged. And he didn't even have the opportunity to suss the suitor out for himself. "To whom is she betrothed?" he asked.
"A succubus…" she said, her father was speechless. Which was understandable, he was an old school Alpha. "… And from what I have learned, they are mated. It was their union that triggered her werewolf gene" she added.
"My my, it looks like the apple doesn't fall far from the forbidden tree I see…" he said giving his daughter a knowing look. He was referring to Angela's human lover, and now her own daughter had mated with a succubus.
Like Mother, like Daughter.
"… What of this, succubus? Is she Light Fae?" he asked, that was one thing that was extremely important. Angela bowed her head to chuckle, she knew that her father wasn't going to like this next part of the conversation.
"Actually, she is neither Light, nor Dark" she said.
Julian took a second to register what his daughter had just said. "You mean to tell me, that she is mated to the unaligned succubus?" he asked.
"Yes Father, that is exactly what I am telling you. She put up a valiant effort to stop me from taking her, she failed…" the blonde smirked. She loved the fact that the supposed unbeatable unaligned succubus was beaten by a woman who was a thousand years old. "… Though I must confess, her devotion towards Lauren is admirable" she said.
"Lauren? That is her name?" he asked, he had always wondered what his first granddaughter looked like, sounded like, and what name she bared. Angela nodded. "I like it…" he smiled. "… When will she wake?" he asked. He was excited to meet her.
"Soon, she is still under the effects of the sedative. Although, I have a feeling that she will not be pleased when she wakes to find that she is in an unfamiliar place" Angela said, Lauren would most likely freak out when she woke up. Especially since she didn't know where the hell that she was.
"She will just have to, get over it… as they say" he gave a tight lipped smile.
"Easier said than done Father, we have taken her from her home, from her friends and her family. I doubt that she will be as enthusiastic as you would like her to be" she said. She was just saying the truth.
"Her family? They are nothing! She is a Grayson wolf by blood, and she will remain that way for as long as I say! We are her true family, it is time that she realised that" Julian said, his aggressive tone caused Angela to step back in fear. Her Father could be terrifying when it suited him.
"And if she chooses to remain… without, us?" she asked.
Julian laughed, "She has no choice, and I am the alpha of this pack. She will do as I say" he said, this was not a democracy. He was the leader, end of story.
"Father, with all due respect. I am her mother, and I say that you will not bully her decision!" Angela yelled, as soon as she said it she wanted to take it back. But he left her no choice, he was being unreasonable.
Julian locked eyes with his daughter, his eyes now glowing yellow and black. Within a flash, he was inches from her. Letting out an aggressive roar. "YOU WOULD DARE DEFY ME!" he said grabbing her by the throat. His claws extending and piercing her skin as he wrapped his fingers around her neck.
"The Pack, comes first. It comes before order, before law, and it certainly comes before love! When she wakes, I will speak to her. She will soon see things my way, and if she does not? She will not remain alive to see at all!" he said dropping his daughter to the floor.
Angela got up, touching her neck and then looking at her hands. She had small droplets of blood on her fingertips, his claws had cut her. Just as she was looking up, her Father was inches away from her again. Julian placed his hands on both sides of his daughter's face, he knew that what he had just done was wrong.
But werewolves were extremely aggressive, and in his old age it was getting harder and harder to control. "I only want what is best for our family, please tell me that you believe me" he said, his eyes brimming with tears.
Angela wrapped her fingers around his wrists, holding them tight. "I do Father, but the world has changed. And it continues to change every day, perhaps you should take notice of it. I believe that only then, will you emerge from the hardened shell that you have hidden in for so long…" she said quietly, letting go of his hands and turning to leave the room.
Clubhouse
"So, hold up for a sec! You're saying that the Doc is now a shifter like D-man?" Kenzi asked, in the last half an hour. Bo had been explaining to her friends about what happened at the Dahl. Dyson was lost for words, but Kenzi being Kenzi was not. She had tons of questions. Tamsin was in the shower, which was best. Since Bo didn't want the young girl freaking out over the condition of her mother.
But the succubus knew that the young Valkyrie would want to know why Bo was back home, and her Mother wasn't.
Bo shook her head, "No, apparently she is a Werewolf" she said.
"What's the difference?" the human asked with a frown, a wolf was a wolf at the end of the day.
"Werewolves serve themselves, unlike me they don't answer to a King. Plus, there is the fact that they are all part of a pack. They take their orders from an Alpha, and the wolves below he or she are given working titles too. It's a very intricate system" the shifter sighed.
"But you had a pack once too right? With that hunk of beef, Caden?" Kenzi said, he was hot. And a sleaze. Which back in the day, was her type. Thank god she had upgraded.
"We used the term pack because we were wolves by nature, but we had no Alpha. I was born into a family of shape shifters, I could've easily have been something else" He said.
"So how did you become a wolf shifter?" Bo asked, she was curious to know now.
Dyson shrugged. "I'm not really sure on the specifics, but it could have been that one of my many ancestors was a Werewolf. The gene was diluted through the generations and then most likely passed down to me" he answered. Fae genetics wasn't his thing.
"So what's the difference between you and a real Werewolf?" the succubus asked.
"For starters, they are much bigger than I am when I shift. Their senses are stronger, physical strength, agility. Their bite is ten times harder than mine, and they would do a hell of a lot more damage to someone… They're primal, they believe that they are the gods of the animals" he said.
"God or no God, they have something of mine. And I am not stopping until I get her back" the brunette said, due to their mating bond. Bo's heart hadn't stopped racing since she had left the Dahl. And it was just getting worse by the second.
"Whoa, slow your role there bodacious! Are you seriously thinking about taking on a pack of wild animals?" Kenzi said, turning to Dyson realising that what she said might offend him. "No offence D-man" she said.
"None taken..." he laughed. "… But she's right Bo, we won't stand a chance against a group of them" he said. As much as he wanted to think that he was a strong shifter, he wouldn't last more than five minutes with a pack of pure Werewolves.
"So what? I'm just supposed to sit here and do nothing?!" Bo yelled, she couldn't do that. The only thing that was going to ease her anxiety was if Lauren was home safe and sound.
"No, but Lauren's new Mama said that she would have Hotpants call you right? Maybe you should just wait an hour…" Kenzi went quiet when she saw her best friend's scowl when she mentioned the waiting time. "… Or half, you know. Whatever works for you" the girl smiled stepping behind Dyson, just in case.
"I agree with Kenzi" Dyson said.
"See! Two against one babe!" Kenzi said poking her head out from behind the shifter's back.
"Fine, I'll wait an hour. But if we don't hear anything a second after that, I'm going over there! With or without back up" the succubus said, she wasn't going to let them take the love of her life away from her. She had lost Lauren once, and they had spent an entire year apart. She wasn't doing it again.
"Bo, they will kill you!" Dyson said
"So then I'll die, at least I know it will be for a good reason" Bo said with a small shrug.
The hour started now.
Grayson Mansion
Lauren let out a tired groan as she opened her eyes. Her head was thumping, the pain was ringing in her ears. She gazed at her surroundings, she was in a massive room. It was well lit, and there was a huge fireplace to her left. This definitely wasn't the Clubhouse. She looked down, seeing that she was naked and wrapped in a blanket. "What the hell?" she let out.
She had no recollection of how she got in this room, or how she had no clothes. One thing that she was concerned about though, was where the hell was Bo? Lauren stood from the bed that she was laying on. Seeing a pile of clothes in front of her, that couldn't be a coincidence. Could it? She picked up a pair of black jeans, checking the label she saw that they were in her size.
No underwear, so she had to go commando until she got home. The blonde pulled the jeans on, fastening the button. Then reached for a dark navy v-neck t-shirt, placed it over her head and pulling the hem down. There was even a pair of shoes, and what do you know? They were in her size too.
Although, they were black sneakers. She wasn't really a converse kind of girl, but they were all that she had at the moment. Just as Lauren was tying the laces, she heard footsteps approaching. Her hearing was still heightened, it was as if the sound was inside the room with her. She looked around, searching for any kind of weapon that she could find.
Then she saw an axe mounted above the fireplace, running over she reached up and pulled it off. She thought that it would have been really heavy, but to her surprise it was very light. She ran to the door of the room, putting her back against the wall. The door opened, and a blonde woman walked in.
In the time that Lauren had been with Peyton, she had learned various killing techniques. And she was going to put one of those into action right now. She had been kidnapped by this woman, whoever she was. And she wanted to get back to Bo.
"Mommy!" Lauren heard a high pitched voice running into the room, it was a little boy. He couldn't have been more than four years old. She couldn't do this now, the blonde placed the axe on a table that was beside her. She then saw her opening to leave. Without the two strangers noticing, she slipped out of the bedroom.
"Oliver, what did I tell you about coming in here? We have a guest and she doesn't want to be bothered" Angela said, scolding her four year old. Oliver looked around the room, he didn't see anyone. Was this guest real?
"But there's no one here Mommy" he said.
Angela looked around, he was right. Lauren wasn't here. Where the hell did she go? Angela walked near the bed, she could see that the clothes that she had laid out for Lauren were gone. Which meant that she must have gotten up. Turning around, she saw the problem. Oliver had left the door open on his way in.
Lauren had most likely ran out at the first chance she got. Who could blame her?
"Mommy has work to do, now please go back to your room. Return to your colouring and I shall be up later to see it…" Angela said kissing her little boy on the top of his head before leaving the room.
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Lauren ran as fast as she could, but it was no use. This place was a maze. It was too big for her to know which way was what. She didn't know if she was delving deeper or if she was even remotely close to an exit. She was about to round a corner when she bumped into someone. Looking down she saw a young boy on his back. He had dirty blonde hair and piercing green eyes, and he couldn't have been more than fifteen years old.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" the doctor said reaching her hand out to help the boy up.
"Don't mention it…" he said straightening his t-shirt. He lifted his head to see a strange blonde woman, but she looked familiar somehow. And she smelt familiar too. How was that possible? "… Uh, I'm Noah" he said extending his hand.
"Lauren, look I don't mean to be rude but can you show me a way out of this house?" she asked, he was only young. Surely he wouldn't try and hurt her, and if he did. She would make sure to show him how wrong he was.
"Sure, but first could you tell me who you are and what you're doing here?" he asked with a bashful smile.
"Umm, that's just it. I don't know how I got here" she said with a sigh.
"Uh, okay. Well this isn't something that happens every day…" he laughed trying to lighten the mood. "… My Mother is probably the one who brought you here, she is the only one who has left the house today. If we find her she might have some answers for you" he said politely.
Lauren wondered if that was the blonde woman that came into her room. Perhaps something had happened, and she got separated from Bo. Maybe she had ended up here by mistake, or someone could have found her. So many possibilities. Lauren needed to know what happened. "Okay, thank you" she smiled.
Noah led Lauren down another narrow hallway, and stopped as soon as he saw his mother walking towards him. "Oh, speak of the devil" he chuckled.
Lauren locked eyes with the blonde woman, it was Angela Grayson. Her birthmother, she recognised her from her Dark Fae Record. "You?" she let out. Noah looked to the woman he had just met, how did she know his mother? What was really going on here?
"Noah, leave us…" Angela said. Noah knew not to protest, he just gave the younger blonde a nod and headed up to his room. Angela stepped forward slowly, she couldn't believe that she was looking at her daughter right now. "… I imagine that you have some questions for me" she said.
"You imagine right, but right now I only have one… Why did you bring me here, and where is Bo?" Lauren asked.
"I think that is two questions…" Angela smiled trying to lighten the mood, and judging by her daughter's expression it had not worked. "… Why don't you join me in the kitchen, you must be famished" she said.
Lauren was hungry, very hungry. Which was extremely unusual, but she didn't feel like having a dinner date with the mother who abandoned her. "Actually, what I am is tired. And I would very much like to go home now" she said.
Angela stepped forward, she couldn't help but stare. Her daughter was an exquisite beauty, and there was so much of her that resembled her father, Wesley. "You look so much like your father in this light" Angela admitted, the florescent glow of the chandelier caused Lauren's hazel eyes to shine just like Wesley's did.
Lauren closed her eyes, trying to control the anger that was rising within her. She put her hand up, stopping the woman from coming any further. "You don't get to say that to me. You gave me up, I don't know you or my 'Father'. And I'd really like to keep it that way" she said. She didn't even want to know her, it was Bo who was insisting.
"Even if it means not knowing what happened to you?" Angela asked.
"Don't try and manipulate me! If you have something to tell me, then please do. I have a fiancé that I would like to go home too" Lauren said, she was missing Bo like crazy. Thanks to their mating bond.
"Ah yes, the unaligned succubus that you have apparently mated with. She has quite the mouth on her" Angela said, thinking back to the tone that Bo had used with her back at Trick's bar.
"You spoke to Bo?" Lauren asked. Angela nodded, "Look, you're not really on my list of priorities at the moment. But I would like to go home, so please just let me go and we can forget about this. You can go back to your amazing life with your sons and I can go back to my family" she said.
"I am sorry, but I cannot allow that. You must stay here for your own protection, now please… Join me in the kitchen, and we can discuss what happened and why you do not remember…" Angela said gesturing to her right.
Lauren stood tall and shook her head, she wanted to go home. Not have tea and cookies.
"… Lauren, I know that you have been feeling strange these last few weeks. Something amazing is happening to you, and you need to be here so that you can harness your new power" Angela said with a small smile.
"Power? What power?" Lauren asked with a frown.
"Please, come with me" Angela said, Lauren was at a loss. If she wanted to know what was going on with herself and why she was feeling so weird, then she needed to hear it from the one person who obviously knew what was going on. As much as she wanted to leave here, and get back to Bo. She still needed to know what was happening to her.
"Lead the way" she said.
With that, the two blondes walked into the kitchen. Lauren looked around, it was massive. Much like the rest of the house. The dining table was situated in the middle of the room, and it was long. If she had to guess, it probably seated up to twenty people.
Angela went to the far side of the kitchen, grabbing an old bottle of scotch from the shelf. She picked up two crystal glasses and made her way back to the dining table where Lauren had already taken a seat. Angela sat opposite her, pouring the amber coloured liquid into the glasses and then passed one over to her daughter.
Lauren just looked at it, she wasn't really in the drinking mood right now. Angela nodded to the glass, "It will help with the hunger, and you look as though you could use one" she smiled holding her own glass and taking a sip.
Lauren picked up the glass, downing the scotch in one gulp. She really did need it, and truth be told this new hunger that she was experiencing was ripping apart her insides. "What am i?" she asked, she needed to know.
"You are a werewolf, like the rest of us" Angela answered.
"You're all werewolves? Even Noah and the little boy?" the young blonde asked, she nearly fell off her chair when she heard the word 'Werewolf' but hey, she did live in the Fae world. She should have been used to this stuff by now.
"His name is Oliver, and yes they are both the same. I understand that you must feel very angry about all of this, after all it was just thrust upon you without warning. Although, in my defence… I never thought that my human daughter would end up mated to a succubus" Angela said finishing her drink, she then refilled their glasses.
"Neither did I, but it happened. And I wouldn't change it, I love Bo" Lauren said, she wanted to make that clear before this woman said anything bad about Bo and her kind. Succubi weren't a well-liked species. But that wasn't Bo's fault.
"Oh I know, and she loves you. Deeply, she put up a valiant effort when she tried to stop me from bringing you here" the older blonde said.
"Did you hurt her?!" Lauren asked raising her voice, Angela had to smirk when she saw her daughter's eyes flash yellow for a brief moment. Her anger was strong, if she wasn't careful it would end up consuming her.
"I didn't do anything that would leave a mark, you need to relax Lauren. You had your first change a mere two hours ago. Your emotions are extremely heightened right now" Angela said. Lauren needed to get a handle on this now before something bad happened.
Lauren wrapped her fingers around her glass, holding it tight. She was trying to count to ten in her head. But it wasn't working. "Is that why I want to rip your head off for hurting the person that I love?" she asked through gritted teeth.
"Most likely, given everything that has happened between us you probably deserve to do something much more sinister to me than that" Angela said.
"You mean when you abandoned me? Yeah, see up until a couple of months ago. I didn't even know about you or the fact that I was adopted, but when this whole mating business started. I knew I had to find out if I came from a Fae bloodline… And wouldn't you know, that's when my fake dad told me about the girl who dropped a baby on their doorstep" the young blonde said angrily.
"It wasn't quite like that" Angela sighed.
"Then what is it like?!" Lauren yelled, both women looked down when they heard the shattering of a glass. It was Lauren, she had grasped her drink so tight that it broke in her hands. The scotch seeped into the cracks of the wooden table.
Angela quickly grabbed a dish towel, grabbing Lauren's hand and pressing it down hard. The young blonde yanked her hand away, if there was anyone who was qualified for treating wounds, it was her.
"Perhaps I should call a doctor" Angela said.
"I am, a doctor…" Lauren said, she lifted the towel. Seeing that the small cuts were starting to close. That was new. "… Is that a werewolf thing?" she asked showing the older woman her now healed hand.
Angela frowned, that was impossible. As werewolves, they healed quicker than other Fae. But it still took time, it wasn't instant. Which meant that there was something else going on. "No, it isn't…" she said, then she had an idea. Angela walked to the right, opening the door to a small closet and coming back with a small wooden box.
Opening it, Lauren saw that it was cutlery. She didn't understand. "… Pick one of these up" Angela said.
"Why?" Lauren asked.
"Please just do it, I'll explain everything" the older blonde said.
Lauren let out a huff, she didn't know what was so great about this cutlery. But it was obviously important. She reached inside the box, picking up a silver fork and waving it about. Angela widened her eyes in shock, this was incredible.
"You are immune" she let out.
"Immune to what, forks?" the younger blonde chuckled.
Angela shook her head, "No, to silver. The myth about silver being the only thing that can kill a werewolf is very true. If I touch it…" she trailed off going to touch the fork that her daughter was holding, she snatched her hand away as the silver burnt her. She shook it in the air, waiting for the burning sensation to stop. "… I burn, but you do not. And that isn't supposed to happen" she said.
"So why doesn't it burn me?" Lauren asked. This was a little weird now.
"I do not know, but my Father might. Why don't we go and speak with him? He will have answers for us" Angela suggested.
Lauren didn't really want to do this, all she wanted to do was go home. But this new immunity problem was a new development, and if she was going to learn about whatever it was that was happening to her, then she needed to speak to her new grandfather. But first thing's first, she needed to talk to Bo and ease her worry.
The succubus was probably sharpening her swords at this point.
"Fine, I'll stay and talk about this. But first I want to call Bo and tell her that I'm okay" the doctor said.
Angela smiled, "Of course, I told her that you would. The house phone is right there…" she said pointing to the corded telephone on the kitchen counter. "… I will be outside when you are done" she smiled as she left the kitchen, closing the door to give Lauren some privacy.
Lauren walked over to the phone, dialling her fiancé's number and waiting for her to pick up.
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A/N: Oooh, things are happening. Leave me a review, thanks for reading. Much love xoxo
