I finally got my computer back and spent all Sunday writing (much to my parents annoyance.)

There will be an Authors Note at the end that is Important for the story.

Also to LadyOfTheLight689 are you Sherlock? Because you where the only one to guess what was gong to happen. :)

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Rose's Pov

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I woke up the next morning, my mind set on getting answers. No more "forgetting" to tell me. I jumped out of bed, my body fuelled with determination. I walked straight to my closet and pulled out the first clothe I could find. It just so happens that I picked out a black t-shirt that had the slogan "Mess with the best...Die with the rest" in big red letters. I then paired the top with simple black jeans and black lace up boots. I was ready for action.

I searched for everyone, stopping in the kitchen, lounge room and the study, but couldn't find anyone. I decided to use my new IPhone, the one dad got me a week after he meet me, and texted him asking where the hell was everyone. I waited for ten minutes before I got a reply that simply said "In the garden!", then just like that I was off.

I walked out into the garden and the scent of lavender and roses hit my nose, as well as the all too familiar smell of wolf. I followed my nose to a little clearing where I saw everyone doing their own thing.

Abe was sitting on a swing reading, granddad and nanna were drink what looked to be tea; but smelled like vodka. Isaac and Alec were playing on their portable video games and Adrian was sitting under the tree drawing.

"I want answers, now!" I said putting my hands on my hips and giving them a look that meant "tell me or lose your balls".

Adrian sighed and stood up leaving his drawing book on the ground. He walked over to me and offered me his arm; I gave him a reluctant look but decided to take it. Adrian and I walked out of the clearing and started following a stone walk way.

"I guess I should explain," he sighed, giving me a small smile.

"My name is Adrian..." I interrupted him.

"I know what your name is; god knows how many times I've said it in anger. But what I want to know is how the bloody hell are you a werewolf?" I growled.

"Rosemarie, let me finish?" He said in a tone I had never heard before, a tone that reminded me of a man that had suffered. I said nothing and he took that as my answer.

"As I was saying, my name is Adrian Ivashkov. But Ivashkov was my mother's maiden name; my father's name was Kurt."

"What do you mean?" I asked confused, and slightly thinking he was crazy.

"My parents were not Danielle and Nathan Ivashkov, but they are my cover story. My real parents name was Rebecca and Adam Kurt. What you must understand is that since my mother was a vampire and my father a wolf, it made me slightly different. Kind of like you!" He said giving me a smirk.

We came to another clearing with a small pond and a wooden swing. Adrian led me to the swing and sat down, patting the seat next to him. I sighed and sat down next to him.

"What do you mean by slightly different" I asked, pushing the swing slightly.

"Because my mother was a vampire and my father a werewolf, the blood together created a strange power. The power I am talking about is spirit." He said

"What about spirit," I enquired.

"Spirit has been around as long as I have, I am the first spirit." He whispered.

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Dimitri's Pov

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"Where is Adrian?" Lissa asked.

At the moment Lissa, Christian, Janie, Eddie and Mia were sitting in my room, we had done some back ground work on Ibrahim Mazur, and what I found was completely and utterly impossible.

"I spoke to the queen," Lissa said, "she said that he had gone to visit some family members. Dimitri why don't you tell us what you found."

"When I started to leave my room I found a book in the door way with a note that simply "read and discover the truth". There is also a page that is marked."

"Then read it," Janie snarled at me.

The book was made out of old Red leather and had gold binding around the edges. I opened the book to the dog-eared page and started to read out loud.

"The son of Rebecca Ivashkov and Adam Kurt was said to have the power of the soul. The child grew up doing miracles but the darkness of the soul sometime took hold of his body.

Adrian Kurt married a young woman from the Ozera line and had two children. After years of a happy marriage, Adrian's wife died. She died of old age but Adrian himself had not grown a day older since his twenty-first summer."

"So this Adrian was immortal." Mia said.

"It seems so, but I don't think he would be real." Christen said from his place on the coach.

Lissa held out her hand and motioned for me to hand her the book, sighing I passed it to her. I watched as she flicked through the pages.

"Oh My God!"Lissa gasped.

We all turned at the sound. Lissa's eyes were fixated onto the book, her mouth hanging open. We were all looking at her, waiting to see what she had found. For minutes we sat there, is silence, waiting...just waiting.

It was awhile before I decided to take action. I took the book of her and stared at the page she had turned to. I started at the picture that took up the whole page, my eyes took in the image but my brain was telling me it must be wrong. My eyes scanned the picture of a man in clothes that belonged to another era.

The man had fair skin with long brown hair, with green eyes that seemed to be staring through my skin and into my damaged black heart.

The face continued to stare at me, a face I had seen many times and one I had been tempted to punch many time before.

The face belonged to none other than Adrian Ivashkov...

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Rose's Pov

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We had moved from the garden to the library. Adrian was staring at the fireplace, watching the flames dance and move of the wood; he had just finished explaining who he truly was and I could see that talking about the past had made him dig up old feeling that he had probably tried to forget.

"So your over three hundred years old?" I asked.

"Don't say that!" he exclaimed, "You make me sound old!"

I gave a small chuckle but continued to ask questions. "So other than spirit you can use other elements as well?"

"Yes, but it takes awhile to unlock them." He said.

I watched as he held up his hands, cupping them together. I watched as a small flame started in the palm of his hand, and then turning to water, earth and air.

"It kind of reminds me of Avatar: the last air bender." I laughed.

"I am so much hotter than an anime character with no hair." He said, and then stuck his tongue out at me. I stuck mine out right back, which caused us to start laughing.

"What about Alec?" I asked once our laughter had finally died down.

"Alec is my brother. He was born in secret after they realized the power I had. Our parents saw how the council tried to manipulate and use me as a weapon and they didn't want that to happen with him." He sighed.

"But why does he look younger than you?

Adrian gave me a small smile. "When I was younger I realized that I could choose what age I stopped aging. I look twenty-one because that was when I decided that I didn't want to age anymore. But with Alec he wanted to stop on his eighteenth birthday. Damn idiot wanted to younger than me."

I ignored his mini rant. "But how can Lissa be a spirit user? Because you said that spirit comes with the werewolf gene." I asked.

"As I said my wife and I had four children together, Jake, Abby, Vladimir and Jasmine. They didn't have the werewolf gene but they could use spirit."

"But how does this tie in with Lissa?" I asked.

"Three my children married. Jake married a Karp, Abby a Dashkov and jasmine a Dragomir." He said, smiling down at his hands.

"Wait. Sonya Karp was a spirit user, so was Robert Doru whose father was a Dashkov, and then Lissa. So what you are saying is that your descendants are mostly spirit users."

He didn't answer, so we sat in silence. I was thinking about the possibilities of why only some of the families where spirit users and not, when I realized something.

"You...You said Vladimir as in St Vladimir?" I gasped.

"Yes but he was never a priest, that was what history said. My son decided to find out all he could about spirit and used it help many, many people." He sighed smiling.

"So who was shadow kissed Anna?" I asked.

"Ah Anna, that little hell hound. Anna and Vladimir had been friends since they were very young. Then soon they fell in love. No one knew but the family because it was forbidden for Dhampir and mori to have a relationship."

"But how did she become shadow kissed?"

"One day when Vladimir and Anna were hiding their "Love" a group of Strigoi attacked. Anna died by the time I got there. I tried to get my son to leave but he fought against me, so I let him go. I watched as he laid his hands on her chest then a bright light shone and the next thing you know Anna was alive." He said.

For the first time since I met Adrian I truly looked at him. His eyes were still a bright green but now I could see the pain that he has suffered, the shine of an old soul. I walked over to Adrian and wrapped my arms around his waist, as I did I felt his arms hug me back and his head rested on the top of my head.

We stood like that for a while before the door open and Nanna walked in.

"Rose, Adrian lunch is ready." She said.

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Dimitri's Pov

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It was after everyone had gone to bed that I decided to get answers. I walked in the door.

"Tatiana," I said.

"Dimitri, what are you doing here at this time of night?" she asked.

I grabbed the book and sat it on her desk, the page on the picture of Adrian. I watched her face for any sign of recognition but her face stayed the same.

"It's my great great great great grandfather, so what?" she shrugged.

"Who looks exactly like Adrian?" I said.

"Yes, it is just genes, nothing else."

"Now as for the act that you have this book, this is meant to be in the queen's personal library." She said grabbing it and putting it in a draw then locking it.

I gave a small growl then left. I wanted answers and I am damn sure I'm going to get them.

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Tatiana's Pov

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I knew that if I put the book outside of his bedroom that he would figure it out. I can see that he will find Rose, and once he does the werewolf community could finally be reviled.

Abe had told me about Rose and Dimitri's bond and I knew that they would make a perfect couple, I just hope they can survive.

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Rose's Pov

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It has been a long day I thought as I placed a glass of water on the bedside table, and then put on my black hello kitty tank top and matching short-shorts . I pulled back the violet bed covers and jumped in the cold sheets making me shiver before my body started to heat them up. I felt my eyes drift closer then darkness.

I felt myself lying on something soft, as a hand trailed up and down my back. I rolled over and stared at Dimitri's face, his brown eyes staring deep into my own. I felt his arms wrap around my body.

"I Love you," He whispered, his Russian accent strong and incredibly sexy.

"I love you too," I whispered.

It was at that point that I woke up. I felt the tears run down my face as I silently cried into my soft pillow. It seems that every time I started to move on, he kept plaguing my mind. I thought about where I would be now, if Dimitri hadn't of broken me. I would have still been chasing after a man who no longer loved me.

But what if he had of taken me back. That thought made me want to go back to court many times. But now I had not just myself to think about but also my pack.

After a while I fell back to sleep.

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I woke up the next morning to the sound of the door bell ringing. Even though it was a big house you could still hear the blasted thing. I rolled over a snuggled deeper into the blankets. I heard my bedroom door open and two sets of footsteps enter. I recognised the sound and smell of dad but the other person I didn't know, other than the unmistakeably smell of wolf. I faked being asleep, seeing what dad was up too.

"Stefan, this is my sweet yet dangerous daughter Rose" he said.

Then I felt the covers being pulled off of me completely then a body jumping on the bed next to me. I opened my eyes and stared at the body next to me. The man who I believe is Stefan was about as tall as Adrian and had huge muscles that looked natural; he had brown hair that remained me of Elijah off the vampire diaries (Rose loves the vampire diaries.) Stefan had eyes that remained me of grey storm clouds.

"It's too early," I moans then rolled over and covered my head with a pillow.

I heard the body next to me laugh with an accent I knew all too well. I took the pillow off my head and sat up.

"You're Russian?" I exclaimed.

"Born and raised." He said sitting up next to me.

"Stefan is the alpha of the Russian wolf pack. He is here because you need to get to know other werewolves other than pack or family and...He...um may also be a potential mate." He stuttered.

My body froze. Alec had told me about the traditions of our kind, so I know just how important this is but all I could think about was Dimitri. My mind was in whirl wind of thoughts when Stefan's voice broke through. I faintly heard the sound of the door opening and my dad's footsteps disappearing.

"Rose, your father believes that I would be a good choice. But I promise you that nothing will happen until you decided."

"Thanks," I sighed.

"You're welcome." He chuckled, and then he did something that really pissed me off.

He grabbed the glass of water and poured the night cold water over my head making me squeak. The cold water made my black tank top cling to my top. Stefan was laughing so hard that he fell of the bed and landing on the hard floor with a thud. We kept laughing until I started to shiver.

"Why don't you have a hot shower?" He said seriously, as soon as he saw me shiver.

I gave a small nod and moved to grab some clothes; looking out the window I saw that today was going to be a sunny day so I grabbed a simple black dress with a cute white ribbon that went around my waist and had a white bow on the back.

I went into the bathroom and had a hot shower that both warmed me and woke me up. Once I was done I got out and got dressed then blow dried my hair. I walked out of the bathroom to see Stefan sitting on my bed with two huge plates of pancakes drizzled in pancake syrup.

"Those better be for me," I joked.

"Made them myself," he said handing me a plate.

I grabbed the plate and dug in, and so did Stefan.

"So why did you leave Russia?" I asked.

"Your father asked me to come and be your teacher," he mumbled his mouth full of food.

"Oh," I replied.

We sat in silence, until it was time for my first lesson. I knew this was a start of a new. A new friendship and a new beginning of love or maybe just friendship, but whatever happens only time will tell.

Ok so I am wondering if I should, from now on, do only important events from Rose's past then after another few chapters get her to go to court (for a different but lightly same reason this time?)

And now that I have my computer back, but sadly school, the only thing that will make the chapters roll out of my head are reviews, so look down and push that review button. It would turn my frown upside down.

Love from Mystshortformystery.