The Witch’s Lycan Mates

ef once again after promising she would behave. I sighed and stood up from the chair and went to Reina who had stopped pacing and was now looking out of the window thought

sorry, that was a joke made in bad taste, forgive me my love.” I pleaded. “I feel like you are not seeing the severity of the situation, when i chastise Isadora and you are not as strict as you should be you undermine me, she will never see how important it is for her to grow up.” I sighed deeply at her words, being in charge of the lives of all these witches was a huge responsibility and equally huge burden, I knew that Reina had had to grow up really early to be able deal with the responsibilities that were suddenly hoisted on her after her parents death and she wanted Isadora to be equipped for the life she would have to face but our daughter was so carefree and playful, I did not want to take away the spark that made her who she was. “I apologize Reina, forgive me.” I said tugging at her hand until she sighed and let me envelope her in my arms. “We will talk to her together.” Isadora When I got into the house it was silent and I silently tiptoed to the stairs but was stopped by mother’s voice coming through the open door of the Drawing room. “Isadora, come in here.” She said and I stopped and walked to the room with my shoulders slumped forward, I had hoped to make a quick escape and avoid her until she got tired of looking for me. I walked into the room which was lit by oil lamps and noticed my parents sitting on the couch that had the massive painting of our family right above it. They held hands and looked like a unit, my parents were obviously very much in love with each other and they always dotted on each other to the point of making me feel like an outsider. I felt a frisson of fear when I realized that papa was frowning and did not look in the least impressed by me, usually he was more sympathetic than mama towards my plight. “Please sit.” Mama gestured at a seat by her right and I removed one of the tasseled pillows and hugged it to my chest before sitting gingerly and we looked quietly at each other for an uncomfortable moment of silence. “Isadora, you know we won’t be here forever and when the time comes and we are gone you will become High Priestess of the coven.” Mama broke the silence and I suppressed myself from rolling my eyes and instead executed my version of a demure nod which I knew was fooling nobody. “Then act like it.” Papa said harshly and i flinched, even mama seemed shocked at his outburst. He had always been my silent supporter and sometimes even partner in crime, his sudden attitude towards me scared me, I had only just missed one class with boring old Ms Esme, it’s not like I had damaged something priceless or broken a law again. “What your father is trying to say is that you have so much responsibility as the future High Priestess, your coven will look up to you for leadership.” Mama said softly. I wanted to scream and run. Why not Anaia? Everyon