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Celina hands Amara to Liana.

"Go with your grandma and have something to eat, you and I will catch up later."

Liana and Celina share a knowing look and Liana takes Amara away, leaving the two other women the space to talk.noveldrama

"There is no easy way to say this, so I will say it the only way it can be said. Your child is not supposed to exist. She goes against the very laws of nature, an abomination most would consider her to be, an anomaly they would call her but what she is special, rare and divine," Celina says as she sits on the floor, crossing her legs in front of her and she gestures with her head for Leila to join her on the floor.

Leila looks at her, completely confused, a bit upset and a little surprised. Why call her daughter an abomination and then call her divine?

"I don't understand what you mean, I know she is different, I've seen the signs but you make it sound like "

"I make it sound like the truth. Since the beginning of time, the gods have been in charge of the world and there are laws that must not be broken. The eternal God first made us all humans but he quickly realised that the world was too vast, too blessed, too rich to be occupied by only one thinking species and so he gave his sons and daughters power to create their own species.

"Posiedon created the mermans and mermaids, Hecate, the witches and warlocks and Selene as you know created us werewolves and the Lycan race. Every supernatural creature out there is an offspring of the children of the eternal God but there was a rule. No two of them must combine their power to make one species. It is why even if a witch marries a werewolf, they can only birth a child that is a witch or a werewolf, they can never be both.

"It is why to become a daughter of my dear mother, Hecate, I first had to give up my wolf, denouncing Selene's blessings and accepting Hecate's."

"Is there somewhere you are going with all of this?" Leila asks, a scrutinous gaze in her eyes, a small frown on her face.

From what she learnt from her father, werewolves who gave up their shapeshifting ability to become sorcerers are never to be trusted, no matter who they are.

"Yes there is. You have upset the balance of the world, Phoenix wolf, you have broken the rules of the gods or dare I say, the gods themselves have broken their rule for you. Amara is a werewolf with magical powers. That is not supposed to happen, the world will never remain the same because of this."

Leila leans back and her heart ponds in her chest, her frown becoming full, disbelief rapt in her eyes.

"That is not possible. I'm not a witch and neither is her father, so even if you are telling the truth, how would she have gotten it? Father said you traded your wolf when he was a boy, so there's no way it can be your magic, there would have been no way to pass it down." "I told your father when he was a boy, the trade happened way before then."

"Lies. All of it," Leila sneers, raising her voice, a sense of foreboding filling her heart. "I know what you are here to do. You are here to trick me, you want to take her back with you, back to your coven."

"You contradict yourself my child," Celina replies calmly, "why would I need to take her to my coven if you believe she has no powers?"

She grabs Leila's hand and her tone

turns stern. "You cannot stop that child's destiny, no more than you can stop yours. We are all pawns in the game of the gods and if they have put a child with both a werewolf's ability and a witch's power on the earth, it is for a bigger cause, bigger than you of or my coven."

Leila grits her teeth and gulps, realising the truth in her grandmother's words but fighting to believe it.

Why her daughter of all people?

"When I touched her just now, along

with her powers, I sensed the presence of her wolf. That is not supposed to have happened. The curse that was placed on her or perhaps, what was done to remove it must have triggered her wolf. Both powers are fighting inside her, I must suppress her magie for a chance to give her a normal life, a chance to survive."