A/N well hello again! Thank you to whoever reviewed, only one I believe but oh well I am updating because… the pentacle is near the end! Yes I know I'm sorry but it is true, I will probably do a sequel but just to let you know there is only a few more chapters to go!


Dylan followed them into the kitchen, where Morgan started making an herbal tea. She was already almost back to her normal self, he smiled. It was strange how everything could go back to normal, except he realised suddenly, everything wasn't back to normal. Keaira had run away from being kidnapped, even if he didn't come after her, which was very unlikely, how was she meant to get over that? He almost kicked himself for thinking so stupidly. He sat down at the table, next to Keaira; he felt for her hand and squeezed it, trying to reassure her. She gave a little smile.

"So, my little one, what happened?" Morgan asked calmly.

Keaira bit her lip, then told her parents everything. When she was done they were already on their 2nd cup of tea, and that was rapidly depleting.

"Oh my," Morgan said, she smiled to herself, " I sound just like Alice, don't you think Hunter?"

He smiled nodding, but Keaira could see the anger in his eyes.

"Well, what are we going to do?" Morgan said, sadly

Suddenly there was a knock on the front door, Hunter glanced at the clock then went to answer it. Keaira smiled at her mum; happy to be back here where she knew she belonged.

"You! What on earth are you doing her!" Hunter's raised voice came from the hallway, "you take my daughter and come here!" Keaira's eyes widened as she realised who was at the door, she held Dylan's hand tighter. Morgan's eyes however narrowed.

"Dylan," she whispered, "take Keaira out the back, into the woods, get as far away as possible," seeing the questioning look on his face, she added "me and Hunter will take care of this. Don't worry, go quickly!"

Dylan nodded, and took Keaira silently out the back door; she looked too scared to protest to anything. Once they were in the woods, he started running, dragging her after him. Suddenly she stopped, dropping his hand.

"What's wrong?" he asked, panting slightly.

"Dylan we're going the wrong way, we have to go to the oak tree"

"What?" he exclaimed, "why?"

"Someone there will help us, I got a witch message. We have to go, I know we do."

"What? But Keaira, what if it's a trick! We can't go there!"

"No Dylan. Its not a trick, look I'm going whether you come or not!" she started walking off, and Dylan shook his head at her old stubbornness coming out now of all times. But he knew he had to follow her, he couldn't leave her on her own.

They walked for a while, until they reached the oak tree. There was a shadowy figure standing there, they slowed.

"Keaira? Is that you?" a soft woman's voice came out from the shadows. The figure stepped out into the moonlight and pulled back her cloak, Dylan stifled a gasp as the moonlight fell onto her long, black, shiny hair and her beautiful face. She was about the same age as Morgan and she was still stunning, and a little familiar.

"Who… who are you?" Keaira asked moving closer.

"There's no time for that, not now, quickly follow me I know a place we'll be safe, at least for a while. Come on quick follow me." Keaira hesitated only a second, she knew this woman would help them, she just knew it.

They followed her through the woods for what seemed like hours, then they reached a clearing where there was a little cottage sitting pleasantly in the moonlight. The woman ushered them into the room where there was a roaring fire in the hearth. She pointed to some big comfy chairs then went back to the door, muttering some words. Keaira and Dylan sat down, and a minute later the woman joined them. The woman smiled,

"Well Keaira, it's so nice to… meet you, who is your friend?"

"This is Dylan, he's my best friend I suppose, I mean until I got…"

"I understand, well it is nice to meet you to Dylan, I know how much you have cared for my… Keaira."

"Your Keaira?" she asked, "why am I yours?" suddenly Dylan knew why this woman was familiar,

"You're…"

She interrupted him; "well I think Dylan's already worked it out, Keaira, are you sure you don't know me?"

Keaira started to shake her head, then stopped "but that's impossible…"

"He lied Keaira, I'm not dead, but I am your mother, but you can call me Brenna. Anyway I suppose I owe you an explanation, yes I gave you away but it was for the best, I mean you were given to the best care I knew of, and I have kept some tabs on you, and I knew you were doing well, I am sorry to admit, that it was my fault Braeden could get to you, I had a spell on you, until you were initiated, I thought then he would have given up, but he didn't I should have known better," she sighed

"But why? Why did you give me up?" Keaira asked

"Because we were in danger, I don't know how much he has told you, or what of it was lies but I expect the first bit was true, how we met and fell in love, and went to find his mother? He told you?" Keaira nodded, "well did he say we joined her coven? But that he secretly joined another of her covens, amrynth, they practised dark magick. When Selene died, I found out about this, he was my muirn beath dan but I could no longer love someone who performed dark magick, so I ran. He tried to follow me, along with the rest of the coven, but I knew I had to keep running. Then he found me, years later, he told me he had given up dark magick, for me. And stupidly I believed him. I went to live with him and we conceived you, you were the best thing that ever happened to me, I felt completely intune with the goddess.

But once you were born he started going to work more, I couldn't understand it, until I realised he was back with amrynth, if he had ever left. So I ran away, with you. But they chased me. I could feel them, whereever we went. So I knew I had to give you up, so that you at least would not be harmed. I knew Morgan from when we had shortly lived in widow's vale, well I knew of her, she was powerful and was adopted herself, so she would know how to treat you. So I did the hardest thing I've ever done, and I gave you up. It was only a few days later that they caught me, Braeden wanted to kill me for what I had done, but I knew he couldn't instead he imprisoned me here, but he couldn't keep me here for ever, or keep me from casting spells. I'm stronger than him!"

Suddenly the door burst open, "oh are you indeed, well it's nice to know you're time here hasn't affected you big headedness!" Braeden Blair stood in the doorway, his eyes flashing with anger.


A/N well what did you think? I hope you liked it, but I want to know if you did so please review! Please!