Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children
Chapter 3
I stared a bit, before thinking of where my mom could be. 'Maybe she thought I went outside and went to find me.'
I felt something on my right shoulder and turned to see the peregrine falcon there, looking at the others. I too turned and saw them waiting in line, or at least, I thought they were waiting. 'But, waiting for what?'
"Wait, what's happening?" I asked them, confused.
"We are waiting until the coast is clear before we go into the loop." Emma explained to me. As she did, I saw Olive coming to me.
"You never know who might be watching." she gently told me with a small smile, before putting her hands around me and pushed me near Bronwyn.
"Wait, before we... before we go into what?" I asked them, frowning. 'Grandpa wrote about loop but, what the hell is a loop?'
"Please, Jake. Miss Peregrine's waiting. She saw on the ferry and sent us to get you." Emma pleaded me, before entering the crack. Olive gently pushed me in, before taking my left hand in hers and doing the same with Bronwyn's right one. I felt a little pressure, before seeing fog behind me. As we exited, Olive squeezed my hand, before tugging me along. We walked until we reached a house. I took a look at it and couldn't believe my own eyes. 'The House… it's perfect…'
They walked me to the front door, which opened as we arrived. A woman dressed in navy blue came out. She had blue eyes, almost similar to mine, and blueish-black hair, held high in an elaborated hairstyle. She looked at me and smiled.
"Right on time." she said, looking at us. "Miss Peregrine. Delighted to meet you." she told me, offering me her hand, which I promptly shook with a smile of my own. "I do hope I'm not going to have the pub landlord knocking on my door with the police again? I've had to kill them twice this month. It's been terribly inconvenient." she then said to the others. My eyes widened. 'Kill?'
"No, Miss Peregrine. She didn't run to the pub like we thought." Emma reassured her. Miss Peregrine moved out of the way and let them in the house but, before I could enter, she moved in front of me and smiled again, staring at me with an almost faraway look.
"Look at you! The last time dear Abe sent me a photograph, you were a just a tiny poult. Don't you stand there, come in. Your tea is getting cold." she told me, beckoning me inside the house. I followed her to the kitchen, stopping a bit when I saw it in good conditions, unlike the one I saw before. I saw Olive with her hands on a teapot, heating it with her power. "That will be enough, thank you Olive. Nobody enjoys overboiled tea." Miss Peregrine kindly told Olive, making her move her hands away from the teapot to take hold of the handle. She started to pour the tea in the two cups. I then heard movements behind me, thanks to my babies' senses. I turned, curious to see who was there and saw a boy, probably around my age. He had ink black hair and wore a grey sweatshirt. He opened on of the cupboards that were in the hallway, before stopping and turning to me. I startled, not knowing what to do. He had dark brown eyes, though they looked black from here. He frowned at me and turned back to the cupboard. I saw him taking out something before closing the door and moving away. As he turned to go, I saw him holding glass containers in his hands. My eyes widened when I saw the hearts in them. 'Oh my God… That's Enoch!'
"Let me help you with those, Enoch." I heard Olive's voice coming from behind me. He stopped to look at her.
"Don't bother. Wouldn't want you to interrupt the tea party." he said, before glaring at me. I frowned as he went. Before I could say anything, Olive rushed out of the kitchen, probably to go after her brother.
"I'm so sorry for your loss, Jacky." I heard Miss Peregrine say to me. I turned to her, seeing her leaning on the furniture. She had a sad look on her face as she looked at me.
"You know, then?" I asked her, looking down a bit.
"I know if Abe were alive, he would have told me you were coming." she told me, before looking away for a moment. "Shall we take our tea outside?" she suddenly asked me, picking up the cups and handing me one, before she moved to the back door and went out. I followed after her, curious to see this new world with my own eyes.
"Before he died he told me to find you. There was something he wanted me to know. He said you could explain everything." I told her, my question implied in the last phrase. We were walking in the garden, a beautiful one at that. It almost reminded me of my grandma's garden.
"That's absolutely true. There are few things I can't explain. We are in common parlance as Peculiar." she explained to me, stopping on the side of the garden. "51 seconds late, Fiona." she said, taking out a pocket watch and showing it to a girl with brown hair, held in braids behind her head. She was dressed in brown.
"Sorry, Miss Peregrine. How many carrots you need for supper?" Fiona asked. 'She is the one controlling the plants, if I'm not mistaken.'
"Just one will do." Miss Peregrine told Fiona with a smile, before turning back to me. "As I was saying, some people are peculiar. It's a recessive gene carried down through families. Yet, many generations can pass without a peculiar child being born. And alas, peculiars have been persecuted through the ages. Hence, we live in places like this." she explained as I watched Fiona growing a giant carrot in the ground.
"In Wales?" I asked her, focusing back on the conversation.
"Anywhere will do if you pick the right day." she told me, making me frown. 'The right day?'
"That's fine now, Fiona." she said to the girl, who stopped her power and stood up from the ground. "You see. I am a type of peculiar called an Ymbryne. That means I can..." she told me, before I interrupted her.
"You can turn into a bird." I said, looking at her. I saw her eyes flicker a second to the bird that was still on my shoulder, before she answered "Well, I do! Yes. But that's not very useful. An Ymbryne's main skill is the manipulation of time. We chose a safe place, a safe day and create a loop." she told me, making me even more confused.
"What do you mean?" I asked her, hoping she would clear it for me.
"A loop preserves the last 24 hours. Reset the loop and the day is yours to live in again. Reset it daily and you can stay there forever. Entirely safe from the outside world." she told me, her eyes glazing over a bit. She then moved her eyes over my left shoulder, prompting me to turn. I saw Bronwyn running to us, before she went to the giant carrot, close to which Fiona still stood. "Right on time Bronwyn, good girl." Miss Peregrine told her. Bronwyn then took hold of the carrot and started pulling it out of the earth. As she did so, I turned back to the Headmistress. "And that's why we Ymbrynes are charged with the care of the young." she finished her explanation, making me frown.
"And no one ever gets older?" I asked her.
"It's best for everyone this way. I assure you." she said, her voice suddenly cold. I turned to her and saw her eyes distant. She then took my cup of tea, still untouched, and put it on a little table with hers, before she took my arm and led me to another garden. I saw the children here. "Every Ymbryne commits herself to the creation and upkeep of a place like this. A Home for Peculiar Children." she told me, before we reached the twins. "You've met the twins." she told me, before she took the teddy-bear the twins were fighting over and ripped it in half, before giving one half each twin. Then, a little girl dressed in a beautiful pink dress came up behind the twins. She looked like a doll. "This is Claire." Miss Peregrine told me with a smile. 'She is the girl with her mouth on the back of her head.' I thought as we walked on, turning back to see if I could see it. I didn't. "Millard you've met." she told me, as we came to two boys playing soccer. "And that's Hugh." she said, pointing to the other boy. I saw him opening his mouth and bees flying out toward Millard, who stopped to shoo them away. We came up next to them and a boy with blond hair came toward us, after have scolded the other two.
"Good afternoon. I'm Horace." he said, offering me his hand, which I shook. "Delighted to meet you. We sorely needed some new blood here." he said, turning back to the other boys. "Super shirt by the way." he then told me, looking at my black balloon sleeved shirt.
"Thanks." I said, smiling at his honesty. He then moved away, going to sit somewhere else to read his book.
"You know Emma, of course." Miss Peregrine told me, pointing at Emma, who was standing near a tree. "And I think that's everyone." she said with finality. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Didn't Bronwyn have a brother?" I asked her, as we walked over to Emma.
"Yes, Victor's upstairs." she told me, her eyes becoming a bit distant. She then looked up at Emma with eyebrows furrowed. I saw Emma look startled, staring back and forth at Miss Peregrine and myself. "Wait, where did Enoch and Olive go?" the Headmistress asked Emma, who shook her head a bit and shrugged.
"Heaven knows. Enoch's been off ever since we went to look for Jacky." the girl told her. Miss Peregrine then turned to me.
"Jacky, I've been meaning to ask. Is that brown peregrine falcon yours? She is magnificent." she asked me, looking at said bird. I shook my head, mindful of her.
"No, she isn't. I actually thought she was yours. She has stayed on my shoulder since I woke up." I told Miss Peregrine. Her eyes sparkled and she smiled. "Why?" I wondered.
"She looks incredibly familiar to me. I feel like I have already met her." she told me. I frowned a bit.
"You are talking as if she was a person, and not a bird." I said, seeing her nod to my words. My eyes grew large. "Wait, is she… an Ymbryne?" I asked Miss Peregrine, to which she nodded once again. I turned to the falcon on my shoulder to see her looking to the side. I nodded, letting go of it for the moment.
"Miss Peregrine, can you help me please?" Fiona came running to us. Miss Peregrine nodded, giving me a warm smile before following Fiona. I turned back to Emma, who was staring at me.
"What?" I inquired.
"Nothing. Just… you look like Miss Peregrine." she told me, to which I frowned.
"No, I don't. She is beautiful while I'm just… me." I said. I saw her shook her head but she didn't say anything back. "You know, my middle name is Emma." I told her out of the blue. I saw her eyes widen, before a small smile appeared on her face.
"Would you help me with something. Enoch usually does it but, like I said, he is sulking somewhere." she said, handing me the rope she was keeping on her shoulder. The falcon flew to one of the tree's branches and looked down at me.
"Is that because of me?" I asked her, worried. 'He was my favourite, among the Children of grandpa's stories.'. I also loved his power. I remembered a time, when I was 8 years old and grandma had just died, had just been killed by the monsters more likely, and I wished to be like Enoch, in order to bring grandma back from the dead.
"He is possessive. And incredibly over-protective of his sister." she told me with a small grimace.
"So... What you need help with?" I asked, relaxing a bit.
"One of my daily chores. Put the baby squirrel back in the tree." she told me.
"What baby squirrel?" I asked her. She lifted her left and a little, cute squirrel fell on it. I was astonished. "That happens every day?" I asked in awe.
"Like clockwork. Now, would you mind tying that rope around my waist?" she asked me with a small smile.
"Yeah, of course." I answered, going to tie the rope. It was a bit of a problem as she had the baby squirrel in her hand, but I finally did it.
"Promise to hold on tight?" she asked., causing me to nod. She then started to untie her shoes and I saw her starting to float. I was astonished once again. I had a bit of a problem with the rope, but everything went fine.
"I'm sorry, I messed up." I told her. She smiled at me as she tied her shoes once more.
"Abe did too... the first time. This used to be his job." she told me, taking the tope from me.
"Emma, I need to tell you something." I started, not wanting to keep it a secret.
"He is dead. I know. Miss Peregrine guessed and she's always right. It's okay. I said goodbye to him a long time ago." she interrupted me, her eyes sad.
"Were you close?" I gently asked her.
"I thought we were. For a while. And, since your middle name is Emma, I think we actually were." she told me, with a small smile. I smiled at her, before hugging her, surprising the both of us. After a second, she hugged me back. When we separated, her smile had grown. We then started walking back to the house. "Will you be dining with us?" she asked me as we went.
"I can't stay out late. Plus, I have to find my mom." I told her. She frowned a bit at this.
"Supper's at 5:30." she told me, making me look at her in disbelief.
"Well, that's pretty early." I said with a shrug of my shoulders. I then heard a cry and then a weight on my right shoulder. I turned and saw the falcon Ymbryne looking at me.
"The fact we are not all eight years of olds seems to have eluded Miss Peregrine. You can borrow some of my clothes. My room's in the attic." she told me, making me turn to her and smile in thanks.
"What I didn't know was that I was being stared at by a boy from one of the higher windows."
I went with Emma to her room, where she gave me a beautiful light green dress. The falcon flew over the bed, watching us fumble around the room. I was putting it on when she exited the room. I had just finished tying it behind my back when she entered once again. She came to me and gave me two beautiful light green shoes.
"These are from Olive, a little present. Just like my dress, if you would like." Emma told me. I looked at her with wide eyes and tried to speak but she stopped me, saying "If you don't take them, I'll be offended." which made me shallow down my words. I then exited, falcon once again on the shoulder, and went to the bathroom.
"Jacky." I heard someone call me. I looked to the right and saw Olive with a big smile, leaning against a door. "Come meet my brother, properly." she told me, beckoning me into the room. I entered the same room with the glass containers that I saw the first time I came into the burnt down house. There Enoch was, seated at the table. He was busy with a creepy doll like creature.
"Well, you must feel pretty out of place." he told me, not taking his eyes away from the object. I shrugged a bit.
"Don't worry. I am used to it." I told him, looking at Olive for support. She nodded at me, her smile never leaving her face.
"I wasn't worried. I know you are special, that Ymbryne must have taken a like to you." he said, meaning the bird on my shoulder. She gave a cry and moved her wings, before setting down once more. "You don't have to be scared of us. You are one of us, after all. Beautiful crimson eye, by the way." he told me, making me blush a bit and nod. I looked down, opting not to look at him anymore. I saw him working on the doll and went closer to the table.
"What are you doing?" I asked him, curious. I saw him put a heart in the doll, before putting another one in a strange figure. They both started moving, as if they were alive, which they were. I leaned down, not taking my eyes away from them.
"Isn't he amazing?" Olive asked me, voice full of awe.
"It's… wonderful…" I breathed out. I felt eyes on myself and looked up. Enoch was staring at me, attitude no more hostile like it was when I entered. "What more can you do?" I asked him, wanting to know everything about his peculiarity.
"Jacky. This is not even the fun part." he told me, the corners of his lips curving up a bit. "Do you want to see the fun part?" he asked me, raising his eyebrows. I eagerly nodded. He then leaned down to the doll and whispered in his ear. Then, both of the creature started fighting. I heard Olive clap her hands and jump in joy. I looked on, my face full of astonishment. They fought for a bit, before one of them killed the other. I laughed, standing up and clapping my hands. 'Wow, it was awesome!'
"They are like puppets. Just do anything I tell them. It is even more fun with people. You should have seen some of the epic battles I used to have at my parent's exequies parlor." he told me, a smile on his lips as he looked at me. I wanted to stay more, but I really needed the bathroom.
"I have to go but, is it okay if I sit next to you two at dinner?" I shyly asked them, prompting nods from both of them. I then went out and went to the bathroom, before going to the dining room. As I entered, I saw the others already seated, Miss Peregrine being the only one still standing. It was a big table, with Miss Peregrine at the end of the table closest to the door. On her left side were seated, in this order, Emma, Bronwyn, Horace and Fiona. Then there was Enoch on the other end. On his left, there were Olive, Hugh, the twins and then Claire. There were only two free seats: one between Miss Peregrine and Emma, the other between Olive and Enoch. Without thinking twice, I went to sit between Enoch and Olive, who smiled at me, even if Enoch's smile was barely there.
"Millard, go and put some clothes on. Polite persons do not take the sup in the nude!" Miss Peregrine said, before the chair next to her moved and Millard got out of the room. We all started eating before bees started flying on the table.
"Hugh!" Olive told him.
"Where's your net?" Emma gently asked him. He stopped eating, leaning down to take his net, before taking a deep breath. I saw the bees entering his body and I was fascinated by it. I then went back to eat.
"It must be very strange for you Jacky. To meet your grandfather's friends. Visiting another century." Fiona said to me, making me look at her. She was smiling, prompting a smile out of me. I felt Enoch's eyes on me and turned to him, seeing him wink at me. I smiled at him, before Olive turned to me.
"Are there spaceships in your time, Jacky. Like the Flash Gordon books?" she asked me, smiling. I went to answer but before I could, Miss Peregrine talked.
"No! No! Olive, what did I say about asking questions? We don't discuss the future here. We enjoy living in the here and now." she reprimanded Olive, before taking some pieces of meat from her plate. I too gave some pieces of meat at the falcon, who was now on the back of my chair. I saw Olive lowering her head, a sad and disappointed look on her face. I tipped her hand, making her look at me. I nodded and winked at her with a smile. Her eyes sparkled and she nodded back, before going back to eat her dinner, a small smile on her lips. I felt someone tip on my hand and looked to see Enoch. He mouthed 'thank you' at me, nodding in his sister direction. I nodded and mouthed 'you're welcome.' We went back to dinner after that but Miss Peregrine interrupted again.
"Claire, why aren't you eating?" she asked the beautiful doll dressed little girl on her left.
"She's embarrassed in front of Jacky." Hugh said. I turned to her and smiled.
"Don't be, please." I gently told her. 'I don't mind her peculiarity. She looked at me, before turning to Miss Peregrine, who winked at her. Claire smiled and took the meat, bringing it behind her head. I looked and saw her moving her hair out of the way and her other mouth ate the meat in less than a minute. She then looked at me and waited for my reaction. I just smiled at her, hoping to convey the awe I was feeling. By her big smile, I knew I was successful.
"So, Jacky, what is your peculiarity?" Horace asked me. I froze, before looking at Miss Peregrine, asking for her permission to show my power to them. 'I know she knows about my powers, grandpa had probably written about me to her.' I thought, waiting. She nodded at me and I let out a breath. I decided to show them my peculiarity, instead of telling them. I focused and let out another breath. I felt the tattoo tingling, before I heard gasps and yelps. I opened my eyes, not even knowing I had closed them, and looked around. Enoch had a smirk on his face but I could read the surprise in his eyes. Olive was staring at my wolves with wonder and was giggling. Horace was staring at the animals, his jaw on the floor. Fiona was staring in awe. Hugh's mouth was open and his bees were flying all around the room. Claire was smiling at the sight. The twins did nothing except making reptilian sounds. Bronwyn was looking at my babies with curiosity. I don't know what look Millard had on his face, obviously, but he didn't move. Emma was staring with a small smile. Miss Peregrine, on the other hand, looked proudly at me and nodded.
"This is… umh… what I… can do." I told them, a bit shy and unsure. Their eyes moved to me, making me look down, too embarrassed to meet their stares.
"It's magnificent." I heard Enoch say. I looked up at him and saw him looking at me with a smirk and a strange light in his eyes.
"They are perfect, Jacky!" Olive exclaimed from my left, making me turn to her. I felt myself relax a bit at this.
"Jacky, your peculiarity is beautiful." Fiona told me with a smile. I smiled back, blushing ad I did.
"Wow. Just, wow." I heard Hugh say.
"You can say that again…" Millard said to Hugh. My smile widened at their words.
"Can I play with them?" Claire asked me, with hopeful eyes. I nodded at her.
"They are so big." Bronwyn said.
"Jacky. Your peculiarity is one of the most beautiful in the world. There's no need for you to feel ashamed or embarrassed." Emma told me. I smiled and nodded, my head held high. Miss Peregrine went to say something but we heard a phone ring. She stopped, before standing up.
"I think you should all get ready for movie-time while I answer that." she told us, before starting to move toward the door.
"But you always let us stay for it." Claire told her, making her stop for a moment, before she exited the door. I looked at the others, not knowing what to do.
"Come on, Jacky. Why don't you come with Olive and me to see another fight between my puppets?" Enoch asked me, standing up and offering me his hand. I nodded and took his hand, standing up. He gently tugged me toward the door, Olive following behind us, taking my free hand in hers on the while. My sweethearts followed after us. We reached his room, where he gave life to three puppets this time. In the end, only one survived.
"Oh, look at the time. We should go to the sitting room; the others will be already there." Olive told us, standing up from her chairs. I absorbed my babies once again, as I had started to feel alone. 'Maybe this is why grandma never let them out.'
We stood and went to the sitting room. I saw the falcon on one of the sofas. I had seen her fly away during dinner, nut didn't know where she went. I sat near her, one the sofas on the right side. It was made of leather and black. Enoch sat next to me. Olive went to sit on the other sofa, after starting the fire in the hearth. she sat on one end, Emma sitting on the other one. Between them, Bronwyn and Claire sat, both in their nightgowns. Horace was in an armchair, while Fiona, Hugh and the twins were sitting on the ground, all of them in pyjamas. Millar came in and gave each one a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows. He was naked, again.
"Yours has extra marshmallows, Jacky." he told me, and he handed me my cup.
"Millard, put some pyjamas on." Emma reprimanded him.
"It is too hot in here." he complained.
"Stop moaning." Horace told him.
"Excuse me." Millard said, before I saw the sofa on which Enoch and I were sitting dip on the other end. Enoch moved a bit next to me, not wanting to be touched by Millard's naked body. Miss Peregrine then came in and Horace started projecting his dreams.
"My grandpa told me about this. Horace projects his dreams, right?" I asked Enoch, leaning in a bit. He turned and leaned in too before answering.
"He used to listen to the radio. Gets tedious when you know every word off by heart." he told me, rolling his eyes at the last part. I nodded and leaned back on the sofa. The dream started off with Horace in a clothes' shop. He was looking at himself in a mirror. He was wearing a beautiful smocking. Then the dream changed and I saw myself talking with Miss Peregrine in the garden.
"When did he dream this?" I asked Enoch.
"Last night. Some of his dreams are prophetic." he explained to me. I nodded and went back to look at the dream. The dream changed and we saw some people sitting in a circular room. Then an elder woman was forcefully brought into said room, before the door closed.
"An Ymbryne. Who is she? Miss Peregrine, do you know her?" Fiona asked, turning to the Headmistress.
"Don't be silly. Horace was just having a bad dream. That's all." Hugh told her.
The dream changed once again. It showed a monster, which made the others gasps in fright. I froze, before I felt something on my hand. I looked down and saw Enoch's hand squeezing mine. I squeezed back, relaxing a bit. I turned to the dream and saw myself on the roof of the house, the monster in front of me. I had a crossbow in my hands. The dream-me threw the crossbow away from the roof before doing something impossible. I was shocked. The dream-me turned into a black peregrine falcon and flew away from the roof. I looked at Miss Peregrine and she was already looking at me, surprise and shock in her eyes. I couldn't say anything as the dream changed once again. I saw Enoch on what looked like an old ship. He was looking up at the sky with a big smile and loving eyes. The point of view moved and I saw myself in bird form, flying in the sky with two other falcons: one brown, the same one resting on the arm of the sofa, the other one blue. The bird-me came down and turned back human. She went to dream-Enoch and hugged him, before he moved back and kissed her. It was not a caste kiss. It was a lover one. I was red in the face. 'Oh God, is it possible?' I thought, looking around. I turned to Enoch to see him red too, his eyes never leaving the projection.
"Had I taken a closer look, I would have seen a little smirk on his face and determination in his eyes."
I then turned to Miss Peregrine to see her eyes dark. "That's quite enough. Thank you, Horace." she said, gaining many complaints from the others. I was too embarrassed to look at them, so I just turned to Miss Peregrine and said "I think probably get going.".
"You could stay the night. If you wanted to." Miss Peregrine told me, eyes kind once again.
"Rather than walk home alone in the dark." Olive said, smiling a bit.
"But the island is very safe, isn't it?" Enoch said, looking at Miss Peregrine.
"Of course. I only meant the path is dreadfully bumpy. Jacky could trip. Perhaps you could show her the shortcut. Should she ever need to avoid... bumps." Miss Peregrine answered him. There was small glint in her eyes and a little smile on her face.
"Won't you stay to see the restart, Jacky? It is really quite spectacular." Olive excitedly asked me. Before I could even answer, the others started approving of the idea. Enoch took my hand and we both got to our feet. The bird flew to my left shoulder. We then followed Miss Peregrine out of the house, where she handed out gas masks. We stood together, with Enoch and Olive on either side of me. Miss Peregrine then started the gramophone and put on her mask. We all did the same, before I heard the noises of airplanes flying. I looked t at the sky and saw Nazis airplanes flying above the house. The last one dropped the famous bomb. As it fell toward the house, I unconsciously took Enoch's hand. He squeezed my hand in reassurance. Before the bomb could touch the ground, it stopped and went back into the airplane. The others planed too flew backwards and the sky became light. The sun set and rose, before it became night again. We then removed out masks and went inside.
"So, how do you feel?" Emma kindly asked me, as we went into her room, where I could change back into my clothes. The falcon flew over to the bed, waiting for me to be done and then flew back on my shoulder.
"It was beautiful." I told her with a smile. We then went downstairs and saw the others there. They hugged me, with Olive kissing my cheek and Miss Peregrine kissing my forehead. Enoch then took my hand and tugged me to the entrance of the loop.
"Why didn't you tell us you were an Ymbryne?" Enoch suddenly asked me. He stopped walking and turned back to me, his hand still in mine.
"I didn't know, wait, how can I be an Ymbryne?" I asked him back, wanting to know. He stared at my face, probably trying to see if I was lying or not.
"An Ymbryne, one that can turn into a falcon, has a distinctive characteristic. She has a thin line around her eyes, of the same colour of the feathers." he explained. My eyes widened at that.
"Would the line disappear if washed with soap and water?" I asked him. He frowned, hearing the anxiety in my voice.
"No, it's permanent. The line is embedded into the skin, it can't be washed out." Enoch told me. "Why?" he inquired.
"My mom…" I told him. He frowned, shaking his head. "She has a brown line around her eyes. I always thought it was makeup, but it didn't get ruined by her tears, nor by water." I told him, seeing his eyes widen in understanding. They moved to the falcon on my shoulder and got even more wide. I too looked at it. It flew away and turned back to human. I felt my eyes widen in shock and my mouth open agape. "Ma… What? How? Why did you never tell me?" I asked her, feeling my breath getting faster. Enoch came near me and hugged me, bringing me close to him and patting my back.
"Jacky, deep breaths. Calm down, love. It's alright. Shh." he whispered in my ear, kissing it once or twice. I calmed down a bit, looking at my mom.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to tell you. I was hoping you weren't like me." she told me, her eyes full of tears. "I didn't want you in the middle of anything." she told me, moving closer to me. I looked at her, before Enoch released me. I threw myself at her, hugging her close. We finally calmed down, before mom looked at Enoch. "You would be perfect for her." she told him, a small smile on her face, even if her eyes were still wet. He gaped for a minute, shocking me. I never saw Enoch like this. He then smiled at her, before nodding.
"Thanks." he told her, before he moved near me. He hugged me, kissing my cheek before moving away. "I'll see you tomorrow." he told me, before going back to the House. Mom and I went back to the 2016, going back to the hotel. On the way there, she explained me a few things, like why I was not an Ymbryne. Apparently, my power over the wolves had blocked it, until I became strong enough. We arrived at the pub and went to our room. We changed and went to sleep, after I let my babies out once more. After all, it had been a tiring day.
