Betty paced nervously back and forth behind Jughead in the Blue and Gold while he scanned through the council and elders online archives, searching to find any clues as to what they were possibly up against. He had already shared what he knew about the prophecy with her: that a darkness was destined to descend on Riverdale and it would be like nothing they had ever faced before. That's all his dad would ever tell him about it, said the rest he'd learn when he ascended as Alpha.

After telling her what he knew, Betty messaged Chic during first period so he could send her anything in their database for them to cross reference that might be able to help as well. He had already gone to see Dr. Curdle Jr. and got insider access to all of the autopsy information and theories from the sheriff on what had transpired. Chic sent all the information to her secure tablet for them to look at.

However, Betty wasn't as worried about that as much as she was about the altercation with her father the previous evening. She had known for years that Hal held some sort of bias against the Blossoms, which -in theory- she understood, but why hate the Serpents when they were just trying to live their lives and be happy? Jughead could sense that Betty's anxiety was getting the best of her so he grabbed her hand and pulled her into his lap, nuzzling her neck and breathing in her scent to help them both stay grounded.

"Betts, listen to me ok? I know you're scared, babe. Trust me, I'm freaking out too but this is probably the best we can do for now. The bell's going to ring any minute now and then everyone will be here and we will be able to formulate a plan of action," Jughead whispered soothingly, running his nose along her jawline. Betty let out an involuntary whimper at the action, her body melting into him as he continued at caress her skin gently.

"I know Juggie, but it's not just that. I can't stop thinking about what that creep at the Wyrm said to me about my dad. Then on top of that, we find out that he has some sort of prejudice against the Southside and more importantly, the Serpents. It just makes me wonder what sort of secrets he's hiding," Betty sighed. She hadn't slept well the night before, her dreams flooded with blood and agony, pitch black eyes and whispers of death.

"Hey, I get that. If it was my dad then I would want to know the truth too," Jughead paused for a moment to clear his throat, "Hey Betts, can I ask you something?"

"Sure Juggie, you can ask me anything." Betty said, hugging Jughead tighter and laying her head on his shoulder.

"What did your Mom mean this morning when she said your sister got 'knocked up by the undead'?" Betty stiffened in his arms and groaned. This was one of her family's dark secrets that not many people in town knew about.

"You heard that, huh?" Jughead nodded in reply. "I guess it just slipped out when she wasn't thinking about it. It's been an off limits topic since it all happened, well more like a secret really. Um, about a year before my sister ran off to live at that farmie cult, she started seeing someone in secret. Polly knew my parents wouldn't approve so she hid it from them. Well, she tried at least," Betty pulled back to look him in the eyes as he rubbed her back.

"About eight months into her forbidden romance, Polly found out she was pregnant. My parents were angry, of course, but when they found out who the father was...they completely lost it. Told Polly she was either getting an abortion or she would be sent to the Quiet Mercy Academy, a nightmarish reform school started by the Sisters of Quiet Mercy for otherworlders who have gone astray," Jughead's eyes bulged at this revelation.

He knew about the asylum that the nuns ran but he'd always thought the academy was a scary story that his kind told their kids to scare them straight. He never actually thought the place with all the horror stories was real. He felt Betty tremble as she laid her head back onto his shoulder with a sigh.

"What happened next?" Jughead asked, completely in suspense.

"Well, Polly flat out refused to abort the babies, it's against everything we were raised to believe. As Watchers, we are meant to protect the innocent not destroy them. So the morning that she was supposed to be sent away she decided to run. She had become friends with some of the people at the farm and they took her in. Last I heard she was still there. Actually, if she was still pregnant when she left, she would've definitely had them by now," Betty choked back a sob, turning her face away from Jughead to hide her tears.

"Hey, hey... Betts it's gonna be ok. I'm sure everything is fine and you'll hear from her soon about the babies or even to let you know how she's doing." Betty shook her head, knowing her sister better than anyone. Once Polly burned bridges, she was done. She refused to look back. Betty was just terrified that she was one of those people who ended up as collateral damage in the destruction of those bridges.

"No Jug, she probably won't but it's ok though. I'm glad I finally got to tell someone about all of this mess that my family has made. I hated keeping it all a secret and I'm glad I had you here to listen to my crazy story," Betty leaned in and kissed Jughead softly on the lips. Jughead pulled her more comfortably into his lap, deepening the kiss while his mouth captured her moans. Once they broke apart, Jughead wrapped his arms around her again, breathing in her calming presence.

They stayed that way well after the last bell had rung and were pulled from their peaceful cocoon by a cough behind them, making them both jump. Jughead instinctively growled, pulling Betty closer to him. He calmed once he saw it was only Sabrina and Kevin, smiling from ear to ear with knowing grins.

"Ya know, this door does have a lock on it if you guys really want to be alone," Sabrina wagged her eyebrows at the couple, grinning. Betty giggled into his neck while Jughead rolled his eyes at her friends, making a mental note to remember the lock next time.

"I'll keep that in mind for the future, Spellman. So, you two have any idea where my guys are?" Jughead asked, easing Betty off his lap so they could both lean on the large desk in the middle of the room. Sabrina and Kevin both shrugged before they both sat down on the dusty couch against the wall.

"I'm sure they'll be here soon. Toni text me after class and said she-," Sabrina said just as Fangs and Joaquin stumbled into the door, Toni, Sweet Pea, and Veronica following close behind. They all looked aggravated and Jug thought maybe they were just concerned that he was going to give them hell about being late.

"Glad you guys could make it," Jughead laughed, smiling at his pack's hatred of being late to anything. His humorous smile faded however when he saw the look on Sweet Pea's face as he rubbed Veronica's shoulders.

"Sorry Jug, some stupid ass jock decided to give Ronnie a hard time so we had to handle it before it got too far," Toni huffed. Betty gasped in shock that someone from the Northside was giving her new friends a hard time.

"What happened?" Jughead asked, stepping towards his cousin in concern. Sweet Pea wrapped his arms around her in reassurance.

"This asshole kept propositioning me for something called a Sticky Maple, whatever the hell that is," Veronica shivered, snuggling closer into Sweet Pea's side. Betty's eyes widened briefly before slowly narrowing in anger at the news that Veronica was sexual harrassed on her watch.

"Who was it," Betty growled through clenched teeth, already having a good idea of who the culprit was. Everyone turned to see her shaking with anger, rage pouring off of her more once Toni spoke.

"Some Demi-God jerk off named Chuck." Betty was completely livid at the disgusting treatment of her friend and she had reached her limit with Chuck and his douchebag antics. It was one thing that he made advances towards her, she could handle herself. But now she finds out he is harassing other girls too? Something had to be done about him before he crossed the point of no return and actually hurt someone.

"Betts?" Jughead whispered, pulling her into his arms and trying to calm her. He had a really bad feeling something was about to happen.

Without warning, Betty jumped out of Jughead's arms and marched out the door to search for Chuck. Everyone followed behind her, Jughead running to cut her off before she did something stupid. "Whoa, Betts. You need to stop, ok? Chuck is an asshole, but don't go off on him half cocked or you could get hurt." Betty's pupils encompassed her irises in blackness, giving Jughead pause.

"No, this has been a long time coming Jughead. He is a misogynistic, narcissistic, creepy asshat and it's time someone put him in his place," Betty insisted, pushing past him to enter the football players locker room. Jughead stepped in behind her, if she wanted to do this he would make sure she had back up. The players all turned around and stared at them, curious to see what all the commotion was about. When Chuck finally caught sight of their approach, he threw a cocky grin their way.

"Angel, Dog Boy," Chuck greeted them haughtily and Jughead growled, his eyes turning yellow in anger, "To what do I owe this intrusion of our sacred locker room? Cooper, you finally ready to be with a real man and not some howler?" Betty scoffed at his audacious use of such a derogatory term.

"In your dreams, Clayton. I came here to let you know, your sexual harrassment of the female student body ends now. I am tired of your brazen disregard of the school's policy on the matter and I will enforce the rules, by any means necessary," Betty stated calmly in a venomous tone.

"Anyone who isn't Chuck, out!" Betty shouted, sending all the players scrambling out of the room and onto the football field. Once they were alone, Jughead could almost feel the temperature drop in the room at her stare.

"Bitch, please. What the hell are you going to do, tell your mommy and daddy? They can't touch me, I'm a God remember? Nothing is stronger than me," Chuck laughed in her face, flipping her ponytail before turning back around. Jughead froze as he watched Betty's pendant began to glow, her eyes becoming completely filled with obsidian darkness.

"I am," Betty snarled in a diabolical voice, raising her hands out in front of her as an invisible force threw Chuck into the lockers. Betty flicked her wrist, forcing him to spin around before being pinned against the lockers once again. Betty raised her right arm, lifting Chuck off the ground without laying a finger on him and began clenching her fist. Jughead could see that Chuck was being strangled by her and he wasn't sure if he should be amazed or aroused that his girlfriend was literally force choking someone.

Suddenly, Betty began to levitate, floating closer to Chuck as she spoke,"Now you listen to me, you selfish pig. If I ever see or hear of you harassing another woman, I will end you myself. Are we clear? You may think you're invincible but news flash, even God's can be destroyed, Chuck. You push me and I will show you your destruction."

Betty dropped him to the ground, her chest heaving as the crystal around her neck pulsed. Jughead approached her slowly, afraid of what would happen if he spooked her, and gently touched her hand. Her head whipped around to face him, her eyes still just two black voids, growling at whoever dared to touch her. As she met his eyes, still yellowed from the adrenaline pumping through his system, she snapped out of her trance and her eyes become evergreen once again as she floated to the floor.

"Oh, Juggie. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to growl at you. I didn't know-" Jughead grabbed her hand and pulled her behind him, dragging her out of the locker room past his pack.

"Give us a minute," he tossed behind him to no one in particular, pulling a wide eyed Betty behind him. Once they were safely back in the Blue and Gold, Jughead spun around to pick her up and slammed her against the door before his lips met hers in a fervent kiss. Betty stiffened momentary at his aggressiveness but it quickly fell away as she returned his passion.

Betty ran her fingers into his hair, knocking off his beanie and tugging gently on his hair as she slipped her tongue past his teeth and into his mouth. His velvety tongue tangled for dominance with hers as Jughead pressed himself against her core, showing her how she was making him feel. Betty gasped into his opened mouth, feeling a surge of arousal to her core.

"You are so beautiful. God Betty, you have no idea how extremely sexy you were just now. Can you feel what you do to me?" Jughead whispered against her skin, wishing he could claim her right now, his fangs descending and scraping against the tender flesh her neck. Betty writhed against him, her mind shutting everything out except the burning sensation that was consuming her insides.

Betty ran her hands up his shirt, feeling the rigid muscles of his abdomen tremble under her silky touch. She didn't care that they were in a classroom with their friends on the other side of the door, she wanted more of him. She'd never felt this way about anyone and she didn't care if people would tell her it was too fast, she wanted him to be her first.

Jughead nipped at her exposed collarbone and licked a stripe up the hollow of her neck, burying his face into the spot of her future mate mark. As he breathed in her scent he could feel himself starting to lose control and he didn't want their first time to be like this so he reluctantly pulled away.

"Betts, we gotta stop baby. I don't think I can stop myself from marking you -or doing more than that- and I am fairly certain that your mom will kill me if I do any of what I want to do to you right now," Jughead stressed, his voice husky with his need for her.

Betty tried to slow her breathing, her hands still tracing circles lightly on his back as she willed herself to calm down. She exhaled a breathy sigh and giggled when he nuzzled against her neck again, "You're right about that, Juggie. Besides, we have an audience on the other side of the door listening to us."

"You know, when I do mark you, I want it to be special. I want it to mean something to both of us," Jughead whispered, brushing the stray hairs that had fallen from her ponytail behind her ear. She nodded and kissed him tenderly before he sat her back to her feet and sighed, "Come on, our audience awaits us."

While Jughead unlocked the door, Betty moved back towards the desk while straightening her clothing, trying to not look like they had just spent the last five minutes ravaging each other. As he pulled it open, they were met with a pile of leather and sweater vests falling to the ground. In a mound of nosiness on the floor were Sweet Pea, Fangs, Joaquin, and Kevin, all struggling to stand up while Toni, Sabrina, and Veronica laughed at their idiocy.

"Guys, I tried to warn you. My cone of silence enchantment is the best. Once it's cast, only the people charmed can break it. By the way B, you're welcome," Sabrina winked at her, linking her arms with Toni's and dragging her over to the couch. Betty's cheeks were flooded with a pinkish hue as she mouthed thank you to her friend.

Jughead cleared his throat, walking over to stand behind Betty as she turned to scowl at the boys pulling themselves off the ground, "And what exactly were you four idiots hoping to here?" She asked, a single eyebrow arched and her hands on her hips expectantly. The three boys clad in leather were verbally tripping over themselves, trying to come up with a good excuse when Kevin grinned at her.

"Well, I don't know about these guys but I was desperately trying to see if my visions were correct. You two had me waking up flustered all night long," Betty blushed and flipped Kevin off as he shot her a wink, laughing when Jughead made a choking noise that he quickly covered with a cough.

"Ha ha, very funny Kev. Alright, since we're all here, I want Betty to share her vision with you all to see what you think before we all go stand in front of the elders." Jughead stated, his hands rubbing Betty's biceps lovingly. Betty sighed and began to recount what she had seen, what Utkin had prophesied over her and Jughead, and his terrifying warning about the creature they were facing.


"Where's your head at, baby?" Jughead asked, rubbing his hand up and down her arm as he held her close. They decided to go back to her place for a little bit to relax before the meeting later that evening. Jughead knew it was going to be taxing on her to have to tell her story again, especially with everything that has happened over the last few days. He thought a few moments of peace would be good for her.

"I just can't stop thinking about what happened in the woods. Poor Midge having to be sent away to the Sisters for a psych evaluation and we still don't know what kind of creature caused all that damage. I feel like I need to be doing more to figure it out, to try and piece it together." Betty sighed, nuzzling her face into his chest.

"So, why don't we? We still have a few hours till sundown, let's go back to the scene, see if we can figure it out? I mean, we've got all the information Chic sent us from Dr. Curdle Jr. but we may find something that Keller missed out there." Jughead said. Betty sat up, smiling down at him. She had been wondering if they should do that very same thing and it still astounded her that he could read her mind so well.

"Let's do it," she grinned as they got up, putting their shoes on as quickly as possible before running downstairs. She shouted down into the basement to let Chic know she'd be home soon and they ran towards the woods. Once they reached the covering of Fox Forest, Jughead grabbed her arm to stop her in her tracks.

"Betts, hold on a second. It might be easier for me to pick things up if I change." Jughead said, panting and trying to catch his breath from his attempts to keep up with her. He was much faster on all fours than he was in his human form. God, I need to work out more, he thought.

"Ok, Juggie. Um, should I-?" Betty stopped, turning her face to hide her blush as she pointed behind her as if to turn around. She wasn't sure why it made her feel shy, it just seemed like something extremely intimate to her since she knew that he was her mate. Jughead stepped closer to her, his chest still heaving as he cradled her cheek in his hand.

"It's ok, Betts, you can watch if you want. I don't have to take me clothes off," Jughead's voice was low and sultry, causing Betty to tremble. She chewed her lip as she looked into his eyes that were now a mesmerizing golden yellow color. He grinned at her, his fangs already protruding and glistening in the sunlight as he spoke, "I mean, unless you want me to."

Betty's whole face turned a tell-tale crimson again causing Jughead to chuckle lightly, his breath ghosting across her lips. He leaned in to her, his lips brushing hers briefly before he stepped back and squatted down, making himself as small as possible. Suddenly, his body started quivering and Betty watched as he started to shake violently and his bones started shifting into different positions. In an instant a mass of what looked to be black fur swirled around him, covering every inch of his body. Betty closed her eyes briefly before hearing a soft, hesitant howl.

When she opened her eyes she came face to snout with a gigantic black wolf. It stood on all fours at least six foot high and was every bit twelve to thirteen feet in length not including its massive tail. The creatures fur was a shiny onyx color but she noticed it's eyes were the same golden yellow as Jug's were a moment before.

"Juggie?" Betty asked, stepping forward and reaching her hand out to touch his fur. The wolf's massive head dipped down to nuzzle at the hand she had raised, forcing a giggle to escape her as she felt his cold nose on her hand. He gave her cheek a sloppy, wet lick that had her laughing, "Hey now, enough of that mister. You ready?" He snorted and dipped his head in agreement.

"Try to keep up, Juggie..." Betty winked before she took off, running at her top speed to race him to the clearing. She knew that no one -not even a werewolf- had ever beaten her in a foot race and she wasn't about to start now. The pair ran through Fox Forest, the wind whipping around them and making Betty's cheeks a beautiful dusty rose color.

Betty giggled to herself as Jughead growled, clearly aggravated that even in his wolf form she was faster than him. They made it to the clearing in record time and began to look around for clues. Betty searched for anything that could be seen with the naked eye while Jughead sniffed around to see if he could catch the scent of anything.

Just as Betty was beginning to give up and throw in the towel, something fluttering on a tree branch caught her attention. She dipped her head down to get a closer look and saw that it was a rust colored patch of fur with red streaks of what looked like blood on it. Pulling out gloves and a plastic bag that she had grabbed before leaving the house from her pocket, she picked it up carefully and placed the fur inside of the bag.

"Juggie, I think I found something," Jughead lifted his head from the ground where he was sniffing, tilting it back and forth before walking over to her. Betty held up the clear sandwich bag, shaking it with a grin on her face as she spoke, "This had to come from the creature, right? So -in theory- if we use that sniffer of yours, we might be able to track it?"

Jughead bobbed his head, giving off a small bark-howl in agreement. Betty held the bag up for him to get the scent from their evidence. Once he had gotten a decent sniff of the bloody fur he began sniffing the ground again, trying to pick up the creatures scent to track. He froze close to the edge of the clearing, giving off a deep howl as he began to run deeper into Fox Forest.

Betty sprinted to catch up to him, laughing to herself at the feeling of adrenaline pumping through her veins, knowing they were hunting this creature. It made her feel alive, made her feel like her job as Watcher actually had purpose and meaning now. She could still be an investigator and a reporter, just as two separate jobs.

She caught up to Jughead and continued on, running backwards to tease him just a little more before she suddenly stopped short, the hairs on her body standing at attention. Jughead slide to a halt in front of her, his head turning to side in question. Betty's eyes never left his as she whispered, "It's here, Jug. Whatever it is, it's close by. I can feel it."

Jughead snuffed the air, snarling in the direction of a small path to the east. Betty watched as Jughead's hackles rose and he bared his teeth at whatever he caught a whiff of. Betty's body vibrated at the close proximity they were at to whatever this creature was. She still had no idea what it could be but knew them being so close was putting them in such imminent danger. She could feel the power humming in her body, just under the surface, waiting to escape again.

Jughead looked back at her, motioning with his snout for her to stay behind him as he started towards the path. Betty crept up to the path behind him, her head on a swivel to make sure there was no danger behind them waiting to pop up and attack. Betty's heart raced in faster as she listened for any noises in the woods around them but strangely the only noises she heard were from her and Jughead's breathing.

Once they made it to the end of the path, they could clearly see a small yet grandiose cottage just through the edge of the treeline. Betty's eyes widened in realization and she grabbed a handful of Jughead's fur, startling him in the process. He started to growl but Betty held her finger to her lips to tell him to keep quiet.

Betty motioned with her hands that they needed to get out of there and he relented, though she could see the reluctance in his eyes. Jughead motioned to his back with his snout, clearly wanting her to hitch a ride instead of running alone. Betty nodded, climbing onto his back slowly and hanging on for dear life as he ran full sprint towards the Southside line, right back into the safety of Serpent territory.

Once they had safely crossed the line, Jughead sat down to allow Betty to slide back down onto the ground. Her body hummed with adrenaline, not only from what she just learned but also from the exhilaration of riding on the back of a giant wolf. She'd never ridden on another creatures back before and it was exciting. She watched as the giant wolf shook, fur flying every which way as he turned back into the boy she knew.

"Ok Betts, we tracked down that thing, why did we tuck-tail and run?" Jughead asked in confusion. He stepped closer, grabbing her hand to pull her in the direction of his trailer as they spoke.

"Because Jug, that cottage we found in the woods was not just any little cottage. That was Thistlehouse and it sits on the outer-edged property of Thornhill. It's where the matriarch of the Blossom family lived out her days before..." Betty trailed off, her eyes glazing over. Betty's hand raised to her mouth, her head shaking back and forth.

"Before what, Betty?" Jughead asked, fear gripping his insides.

"Before my grandfather had to-," she stopped, her brows knitting together as she put the pieces together, "Jug, Nana Rose went crazy and started killing people and draining innocent children so my grandfather had to put her down. My grandfather killed Nana Rose Blossom, it's one of the reasons Cheryl hates me so much."

"So, what do you think it means that we tracked that thing back to Thornhill?" Jughead asked.

"I don't know Jug, but it sure as hell can't be good."


"I was stranded in a field, lush grass as far as the eye could see with only the stars in the sky to light my surroundings. He came down from the heavens and told me his name was Utkin. He told me that he was the first tribal leader of the Uktena. He had yellow eyes that shifted back and forth to the deepest black I have ever seen." Betty looked around at the people surrounding her. The elders were seated on one side of a large stone fire pit while she and her family and friends were on the other. Jughead and the Serpents formed a circle around them all, with FP and Jughead standing behind the elders as she spoke.

"He called me 'the daughter of the great spirit' and said that he came to warn me about an evil that was headed to Riverdale. He said Ayohuhisdi had came for both of our people and that the only way to stop it was- well, was for me to fulfill my destiny. That I am to be bonded with the next Alpha -his grandson- and together, he and I would be able to stop the devastation that is headed our way. He said that with our souls joined we would be unstoppable because of the sheer amount of power we individually possess." Betty locked eyes knowingly with Jughead before she continued.

"After that he just said I should follow my instincts but I don't know what that means, if I am being honest. I have never had a vision like this before and I am not even sure if it's real or even makes any sense to anyone," Betty hung her head, feeling completely drained from having to repeat her vision for a second time today.

"It makes more sense to us than you know, ayoli. What you speak of was a true vision given to you from our spirit guide, the very first Serpent. If what he says is true, then the timeline of the prophecy has been sped up," the elder gentleman stopped, grabbing a handful of herbs to throw into the fire and watching them crackle in the flames. "Yes, seems this unfortunate shift came about due to an unforeseen event beyond your control, young one. Your powers were supposed to remain manageable until after your 17th birthday, at least that was what your mother believed."

Alice stepped forward, slowly approaching the elders to stand beside her daughter. "I'm very sorry, I honestly didn't know she would come into her powers early. The magic we used was sound, it should have kept her powers slowed and under control until then. Something else must have happened to make her powers come in at full force."

"Mom? What are you talking about? What powers?" Betty turned to face her, confused about what Alice could have been talking about.

"Wait until the meeting is adjourned and I will explain everything, Elizabeth." Alice whispered, not wanting to explain anything to her in front of the entirety of the Serpents.

"We have no doubt you were truthful and fully intended for Elizabeth's powers to be slowed, Alice, but this complicates matters. We all believed we'd have another year -at the least- to prepare for the prophecy to come to fruition and now we must speed up the process to make sure we are not destroyed by the death-bringer. You know this means the bonding ceremony must occur sooner than planned as well, correct?" Alice's shoulders sagged and she nodded as the head elder continued to speak, "Very well then. Let it be known to all those in our tribe, the bonding ceremony shall be held the same night as the new Alpha ascends to his place in our pack."

With that, the fire was doused and everyone besides those closest to her and Jug started to disperse. Betty remained frozen to her spot, trying to put together everything that had happened. She felt like her head was spinning as she looked at her mother, "Mom?"

"Betty honey, I'm sorry I didn't tell you before now. I thought- we all thought, with everything that happened before you were born, that we should protect you both from the truth," Alice paused, her eyes flickering to FP's and back to her daughter's.

"What do you mean, Mom? Protect us from who, or what even? And what powers were they talking about? The only powers I have are my Watcher powers and I've had those my whole life," Betty asked.

"Betty the powers you have -the ones you have had since you were given this crystal-," Alice paused, picking up her pendant, "They aren't just Watcher powers because you aren't just a Watcher."

"Haven't you ever wondered why Chic and Polly never had the same skills as you? Why you were always able to recall things faster and move faster than them? Why you were the only one of the three who could do things like what you did to Viper back at the Worm?" Alice replied, searching her daughters face.

"I thought it was just because of my crystal, I thought that it just enhanced my underlying Watcher abilities?" Betty said, absentmindedly toying with the pendant.

"You mean, you thought your pendant enhanced your powers? No baby, this wasn't supposed to enhance your powers. It was supposed to slow your powers and keep you protected until you were able to control them better. However, you always were ahead of the game when it came to your abilities," Alice paused, chuckling lightly as she shook her head, "I should have thought about that sooner but... you know what they say about hindsight."

"Betty, you are what my father lovingly liked to call a Witcher. Part Watcher, part witch. Just like myself. As you know, my father was the Southside Watcher but my mother... Well she was a witch, Betty. Actually, she was a Spellman to be exact."

"What?" Betty and Sabrina shouted simultaneously. Jughead came up behind Betty, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling her neck, trying to use his presence to claim her. "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Alice sighed and repeated, "My mother was a Spellman. Her brother Micah Spellman was Sabrina's grandfather, Zelda and Hilda's father. My mother came from Greendale on an errand one day and when she met my father- well, sparks flew." Alice smiled, remembering the day her parents told her of how they met and fell in love.

"They had to hide what my mother was because it would have been against the council rulings for a Watcher to marry a witch. It just wasn't something that was done in those days and there could have been grave consequences had they been found out. After I was born, the stigma was getting better but I still had to hide that part of myself from people, especially those to the north. Only the Serpents knew what my mother and I really were and that was only because..." Alice hesitated, not sure of how to tell her daughter the truth.

"Because why, Mom?" Betty held her breath, trying to take in this new information. Before Alice could reply, Betty heard FP speak up behind her.

"Because she's my bondmate, has been since we were teenagers."

"Whoa, excuse me?" Jughead blurted out, staring at their parents in shock. FP stepped beside Alice and laced his fingers with hers. "Dad, what do you mean you two are bondmates? I thought Mom-?"

"I was bonded to Alice well before I got together with Gladys," FP looked at Alice sadly as she gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, "There's a lot of things don't know about -and even more that we won't tell you two just yet- but I promise, we will explain what we can to you both."

Alice spoke up, saving FP from having to say anything further, "Come now, let's go back to the house. There are things we need to discuss privately as a family. You're friends should tag along, they might be needed to fight whatever we are up against. Sabrina, head home and tell Hilda and Zelda to bring you to the house. We have a lot to discuss with them too."