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When we pull up to the house, there’s a police car waiting. There are two cops standing by it, one looks bored and irritated and
the other has a fake ‘customer service‘ type smile stered on his face that | know well from experience. Yeah neither of these
guys want to be here. They’re probably pissed that we made theme down here. Not to mention ufortable being in the
Shifterpound. Non-Shifters aren’t invited here often, although | suppose that isn’t exactly true anymore with all our new
friends stopping by regrly. Standing beside them looking awkward and ufortable is Alex. | bet they''ve been taking their
impatience out on him. | narrow my eyes at them and prepare myself. One snottyment and | am going to tear into them, it’s
been a long night. Bemy parks the car and | wait for him to get out. He speaks with the police briefly and Alex escorts them
inside the house. Bemy returns and opens the door next to Kiara.
“Hey, can | help you get inside? The police want to talk to us a bit but we will make it as fast as we can, then you can have a nice
bath andter our doctor friend promised to stop by to see if there is anything she can do to help you feel better. Does that sound
okay?” Bemy asks. Kiara scrunches up her face when he talks about speaking with the police, but nods along to the rest of the
n. She even lets go of me and holds her arms out to wrap them around Bemy’s n*ck as he carries her. He meets my eyes
over her shoulder and gives me a smile. This is progress, she trusts him too. | do my best to follow along, staying close by them
and in her sight. Aaron gives me his arm and escorts me inside. We settle into the living room where Bemy ces Kiara on the
middle of the biggest couch. He and | sit on either side of her. Aaron positions himself against a wall standing and looking
intimidating. Apparently he’s taking his b*dyguard role seriously right now. Kiara looks on approvingly though so | appreciate his
efforts if theyfort her. Her small hand finds its way back into mine. Alex sits in one of the recliners. The two police choose not
to stand and honestly it
annoys me. Kiara is freaked out enough as it is, she doesn’t need them standing over her.
“Please, take a seat.” | say pointedly. One of the cops opens his mouth as if he is going to argue but he makes the mistake of
meeting my eyes. | re at him and momentster he takes a seat, dragging his partner with him. | can’t help but smirk and
Bemy looks proud. Maybe I’m finally getting the hang of this being bossy thing.
| watch on tiredly as Bemy exins how we rescued Kiara and how we were looking for her due to my visions. He doesn’t
mention Cam’s tracking spell since it isn’t exactly legal for her to make it and give it to us, or if it is legal then it’s definitely
frowned upon. Annoyingly, the cops do notice the omission.
“How is it that you were able to find her in the first ce? We''ve been searching and haven''t had a single clue this whole time.”
One of themins. He seems almost annoyed that we found her. Okay, maybe not that she was found, but that WE found
her.
“Bemy told you that | have been having visions of her, | used one to figure out a general area and then we basically searched
until we found her.” | tell him. It''s not TECHNICALLY a lie.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!
“Are you an Oracle or a Seer? Show us your k.” One of the men demands. Bemy lets out a low growl, i appreciating his
demanding tone. | reach a hand over Kiara and pat him on the knee prompting him to cool it and let me answer. He settles down,
trusting me to take care of it.
“I''m neither. My magic is more one of a kind. I’m technically considered a representative for Ananke, she’s kind of like one of the
fates, but a little different. Still, my magic interacts andpliments the magic held by the representatives of the three fates, one
of which is Kiara here. So when she was in trouble, | started having visions of her and that’s how | tracked her down.” | exin.
Kiara is looking up at me curiously. It doesn’t seem like she knows much about her magic either. I''ll have to tell her more about it
later, and put her in contact with the other two. I’m sure they will be relieved to see that she’s safe and sound. The police don’t
seem thrilled with my answer, but our marks and magical registrations confirm it so there isn’t much they can say about it. That''s
one bright side of rare, mostly unknown
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magic. No one can really tell you if you can or can’t do something. There’s so little information they have to kind of take your
word for it.
The second cop who has been fairly quiet so far flicks through a little notebook that he’s been taking notes in this
whole time.
“What about the Witch? They identified her as Jenna Warrens by the way, how did she die? Another officer called us from site to
tell us about it while we were waiting for you and at a nce they said it didn’t look like a Shifter kill. What happened to her?” he
asks slowly.
“No idea, the ce was burning with Witch fire, then suddenly it vanished and she was dead on the floor. | don’t think it was
anything we did.” Bemy answers grimly. The cops then turn their questioning on Kiara. She just nods or shakes her head.
Sometimes she shrugs. When they ask questions that can’t be answered in this way she just stares at them until they rephrase
the question. | know she’s staying silent because she’s traumatised, but it’s a very effective method for making people
ufortable. I''ll have to remember that. When the police finally give up on getting any more useful information from Kiara, they
stand to leave.
“Well,e along child. Social services will be wanting to talk to you. Best get ready to go.” One of the men, the angry. one says
firmly. Kiara instantly starts bawling tears. She quite literally crawls into myp and clings tightly to me, nearly hysterical. The
police seem confused and annoyed.
“We would like to Keep Kiara here with us until we find her actual family. She is scared and trusts Ryann. There is plenty of
space here and it would help her feel morefortable. She clearly doesn’t want to go with you.” Bemy points out to the police
settling in beside me. His eyes clearly exhausted.
“Look we get it, but there are rules you know. You can’t just keep a child because you picked her up on the street.” The
policeman responds wearily. | open my mouth to answer but Alex stops and tells us that he’s taken care of it. Huh?
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