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in front of her. Watching her turn three shades of green she finally got the clue. I hated to do that to her. I never wanted those images in her head. Hell I never wanted them into mine. But it’s the only way I can get her to listen to reason when she gets like this. For some reason which she has never cared to elaborate on is that she despises anything preternatural. That was the main reason she didn’t want me to join the FBI’s SID unit like my father, other than she just didn’t want me to get hurt, which may I add I’ve done several times over.
    See my family knew about preternatural beings way before they came out. Because my father knew something or was protecting something mom was now a widow. It was a werewolf that killed my father and left my mother for dead. They were attacked while mom was still pregnant with me. By some miracle someone walked by and found mom and got help to her. After I was delivered and mom healed up and was discharged out of the hospital we went to live with Jackson. Jackson was my father’s best friend and he swore to my dad along time ago that if anything happened to him he would take care of me and mom. Which Jackson has done every day since then.
    Mom finally understood that I needed to go. So after some much needed negotiating I agreed she got to go, which I planned to take her anyway. I also have to wear black obsidian jewelry that she apparently bought as a belated birthday present. The jewelry was actually quite beautiful. The obsidian stones were actually set in real silver so that was a plus. Once everything was agreed upon she left the room saying she needed to make some phone calls. Which I found to be weird because she never talks to anyone except me and Jackson.
    Hours later I’m nearly ready to go. I put my hair up on top of my head but left a few curls hanging down, falling loosely down my back. Me and mom ended up at the salon getting manicures and pedicures which to me is as bad as being in a torture chamber because I have the ticklish feet in the world. I almost kicked the poor tech in the face. But a girls got to do what a girls got to do. Hey even Cinderella got to go to the Ball. Except Cinderella went to fall in love with prince charming and I’m going to hopefully arrest prince charming. Now where can I stick a gun in this dress?
    After a long day of pampering and primping I added the last touch up to my makeup. I strapped my thigh holster on that holds a small silver cricket and I added my ankle sheath to hold one of my daggers. I was right about this dress hugging my hips so it made taking weapons with me very difficult. I stepped out of my bedroom to see my mother in a beautiful purple gown that swished from side to side as she walked up to me.
    “My god mom you look stunning.” I said grinning from ear to ear.
    She stopped in front of me to turn all the way around so I can admire the beautiful gown. The front of her dress was high and straight from collarbone to collar bone that had two inch straps that went over her shoulders down into a V shape in the middle of her back and a strap around the bodice just below her breast and the gown fell loosely from the bodies down her body onto the floor. The color looked stunning with my mother’s tan skin and black hair.
    “Oh this old thing,” she said sweeping her hands down the side of her gown. “It’s you that is an absolute vision my dear daughter. Now if I could just keep that dress on you instead of those faded out holey jeans you like to wear,” she said smiling.
    I rolled my eyes and held my hand out to mom. She placed her hand in mine and we walked out the door to my very first Ball. Yay! Note the sarcasm.
     
     

 
6
BALL
     
    The driver pulled up to the mansion the ball was being held at. It looked like a red carpet music awards event. Paparazzi and camera flashes were every where. So the question still remains who in the hell is Nikolaos to receive this kind of attention from the press and why