(Chapter 4: Ariah)
(BOS entry included)
Ariah has started having dreams again. Last night was the worst. A dark wave is coming for Belwicket and my dearest one fears that history is repeating itself. Can we stop this before it destroys us all?
-Batair
Ariah had to go talk to Morgan. If anyone knew what to do, she would. Morgan of Belwicket: the strongest Riordan witch the Wiccan World had ever seen. Ariah found it hard to compete with her cousin. Yes, they were both MacEwans and Ariah's father and Morgan's mother was of Belwicket, but when they were younger, Morgan was the one witches always talked about. Looking back, it was silly to see that she was jealous. It made Ariah laugh now. She couldn't care less if he cousin was more powerful than her.
"Ariah!" Morgan pulled her into a welcoming hug. "Come in!"
Ariah hadn't been to Morgan's house for a while and it was great to see it again. "So how's Moira?" She asked.
"Great," Morgan answered. "She's spending most of her time with Ian Deleany now that she's initiated." Moira – Morgan's sixteen year old daughter – was now dating Lilith Deleaney's son. Thankfully, he was a good witch and now a member of Belwicket as his mother had been stripped of her powers by the New Charter and sent to a rest-home in Scotland.
Ariah laughed. "Hmm, sounds like fun," She muttered. "And what about my cousin-in-law?" Right on cue, Hunter strode into the kitchen.
"Hey!" He said cheerfully. "How are my girls?" Ariah and Morgan laughed.
"We were just talking about you!" Ariah beamed and gave Hunter a hug.
"Uh-huh," He said. "Well, I'm off to pick Moira up from Ian's house. I'll see you two later!"
"Bye!" Morgan called after him as he started up his old green Honda.
As soon as he was gone, Ariah knew she had to tell Morgan about the dark wave.
"Morgan," She said in a shaky voice. "There's a dark wave heading towards Belwicket."