I walked to the side of the room and stared outside the grand, oval shaped window, waiting for him.

I heard a whistleling sound behind me, i quickly turned and grabbed the knife in mid air before it was able to hit me. i looked at the knife, and dropped it. In disbelief looking at my father.

"Your reflexes are still good i see, it's a shame you left us. Saying that though, you still look like the same old wolf eyes i used to know."

"Don't call me that." I snapped.

I took in a deep breath calming myself.

"Now what do you want, I'm pretty sure your not here for chit chat."

He laid his drink on the table.

"You're right, I have been watching you ever since you left me and you certainly have been causing trouble, getting mixed up with vampires, delivering packages for vampires. it's getting ridiculous and the council have found out."

I walked up to my father until our faces we're inches apart.

"Listen here old man, i don't give a damn about the council. I'm not a hunter anymore nor will i ever be again so you can tell your people to shove their rules up their-"

My father spun me around putting my arm behind my back and pushing my head on the table unable to move or talk.

"это смешно, вы говорите, вы не один из нас все же, когда вы встретиться со мной еще раз, что это, как ваши же охотник несколько лет назад, вместо этого изображение некоторые наивные девушки вы положили на тех, отвратительно вампиров" it's funny you say your not one of us yet when you meet with me again it's like your the same hunter you we're a few years ago instead of this portrayal of some naive girl you put on to those disgusting vampires.

he then let go of me and adjusted his sleeves.

"I don't want to fight with you Mia, more than anything i miss you. It's not just about being hunters, i just miss my daughter as well."

I leaned on the table rubbing my arm in agony.

"You know better than anyone i left at the right time."

Silence was among us.

"Anymore surprises i need to know about?"

Dad looked from me to the door way behind me, i looked in his direction in shock.

"Just one."

I looked at my brother in shock. he dissapeared after mum's death and he certainly changed since i last saw him. he bulked up, he had muscles but not too much just the right amount. his dark hair was very short and his grey eyes stood out against his tan. he had ink on his fore arm, some symbol which i couldn't work out.

my eyes began to well up. i quickly ran to him and threw myself into his arms. he lifted me off the floor and i began to sob.

a few moments later he put me back down and smiled at me.

i pulled my fist back and punched him square in the face.

"Where the hell have you been?!" i shouted

at that moment Matthews came in with champagne. i took the champagne out of it's ice bucket and shoved my throbbing hand in it. smoke begans flowing out of the bucket.

Matthews raised an eyebrow at me.

"I'm guessing it's not a happy family reunion."

I gave matthews with a sarcastic smile.

"Not by a long shot. Damn, that was a punch and a half." Shane said as he rubbed his nose which seemed to have no damage to it.

"Let's all sit as my third guest is arriving late."

"Third?" I asked my father as he led me and Shane to a different room.

He sat us down in a room with another huge fire place.

"So where have you been Shane? has dad been stalking you as well?"

Shane looked at me.

"You haven't told her yet, have you? You said that you told her." Shane said obviously annoyed at dad.

"told me what?"

"I don't know how to tell her." Dad explained.

"Tell her! She needs to know Nikolay!"

I looked at Shane shocked, no one ever calls him by his first name.

I turned to my father who was looking at the ground in shame. His gaze lifted to me in sorrow.

He had a swig of his drink.

"Mia, i am not your father."

my mouth went dry, i could only keep looking back and forth between shane and my dad.

"Don't be so stupid, of course you are. i think i would know my own father."

"I am not your father, your mother was not your mother and Shane is not your brother as well as he is not my son either."

he knelt infront of me.

"I may not be your father but i certainly always loved as if i was."

He kept trying to explain to me how he wasn't my father but i couldn't even listen to him i was staring straight ahead not hearing a word.

I could only think of one question.

"Where did you find me?" i asked with no emotion.

"Witches."

i was silent once again.

All these years had been a lie. I may have been loved by these people but they never told me the truth. the struggles i had been through dealing with my powers and they would always just say 'maybe it's the genes to becoming a perfect hunter.' what a load of shit. all my life i was told to look a certain way to become a hunter. it was important for us female hunters to grow our hair long and pull it back in a plate. it was important for us hunters to never fall inlove.

I was never given the chance to be what i want to be and now i am realising i have to be the fighter i was raised as, to find about my family, i know i can't just become some naive girl who i wanted to be in bon temps. i have to fight, i have to kill to find out who i am, i have to become my own warrior.

"How can i meet my parents, i need to know what they are."

Nikolay looked at me surprised.

"They are very hard to find, impossible. but your best bet is finding out about the witch who gave you to me."

i looked at shane.

"I want to be trained, you said i have to see the council. while i am here i want to be trained by both of you and i need to find out about my family."

sorry this is short! i know it been a while since i have updated but i have been super busy with school and work. i wanted to do a little chapter quick so you all know i haven't given up with this story, but i will try to update more and if i don't do it as frequent as i did well don't worry, i will continue with this story i just need to work it round my schedule.