I found myself alone in my house. Alone in the house to do my homework which I finished in two hours. Then the doorbell rang unexpectedly. I went to the door and opened it. A woman stood before me. She appeared to be in her early twenties, she had straight dark red hair that held a kind of shimmer in the sunlight. Her brown eyes were warmly brown.

Clueless, I stared at her. No words escaped my mouth. She smiled, "hello Morgan. My names Hannah Youth, I'm from the Witches' Council."

She shook my hand and I gave her another weird look. Hannah let out a small giggle, "I know what you're thinking. You're wondering why I'm here. Well, I'm here to ask you a few questions."

Something about her seemed so familiar, "fine. Ask away!"

We sat on a couch in my family room. "Okay, for starters, what's your name?"

"Morgan Rowlands."

"What clan are you from?"

I hesitated for a moment, "um. Woodbane." I couldn't shake off the feeling that I knew her.

"Who are your parents?"

For a few seconds I let myself wig off. Trying to place her. I thought back to when Hunter was in Canada. I remembered scrying and seeing. she's Justine! I tried to stay calm. Plant the watch sigil, my mind chanted relentlessly. I laughed, "I'm sure everyone on the Council knows who my parents are."

Justine paused, "yes but I need to here you say their names."

I feared I had already given out too much information. Distractions, I had to divert her from me for just a brief second. Then I could plant it on her. Her eyes shined intently on me. Waiting for my answer. I needed to tell her, to get her eyes off of me and on her clipboard and pen.

"Ciaran MacEwan and Maeve Roirdan." I answered unwillingly. She started to jot it down. It was now or never! I made a distraction where she would have to look away from me. A loud bang sounded near the fireplace. Justine instinctively turned and I drew the sigil as quickly as I could.

The sound kept her eyes away from me for maybe thirty seconds. I started brushing her arm. She turned towards me, "what are you doing?"

"You had something on your arm." I pulled my hand away.

Justine rubbed her eyes, "thanks. Did you here that?"

"That bang? Oh yah. That fireplace always makes that sound. It's so annoying." I chuckled with the lie.

"Okay, well that's all for now. I might stop by again if that's okay with you."

"Yes, that's fine." I said happy she was getting out of my house.

Towards the door she crept. I opened it for her and she started to walk out. Justine turned to face me one last time, "one more question, have you met your Muìrn Beatha Dàn?"

Slyly, I smirked under a lock of my brown hair, "as a matter of fact I have. His name's Hunter Niall."

Before I could see the expression on her face. Justine turned and walked out of the door. I shut and locked the door behind her. A relieved sigh escaped my chest. I'd done it! I ran to the phone frantically I dialed Hunter's phone number.

"Hello?" he croaked.

"Hunter! I did it! The watch sigil has been planted!" I practically screamed it. I explained everything to Hunter. His congratulation meant the world to me. Everything from now on would be simple from here on out.