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“Grace your full of shit!” Alice said sitting back laughing at the ridiculous claim coming from her Grandmother.

Grace gave a small laugh as she twirled her hand around her glass, magically refilling it with more scotch. She picked up her glass and sat back, she looked back and forth between Bette and Alice. Alice looked like she was waiting for the truth to really come out and Bette was studying her face trying to place it to a memory. “You know I really thought someone was gonna have to knock you in the head to jump start this cycle, but here you are bringing this child to my door as it was told, amazing.” she said with a smile as she took a sip not breaking her eye contact with Bette.

“Alright Grace let’s stop with the ‘destiny’ shit and help us out alright? Now, Bette’s got this …”

“Bette? Is that what your calling yourself now? The last name I remember you were calling yourself was… Leopard Lizzie. And your mother couldn‘t get you to take off your Halloween costume for nothing. You were living in that thing. You were growling at people and I‘m pretty sure you even bit your father or something.”

Bette’s eyes widened she hadn’t heard that name since she was a kid. “How did you…?”

“You’re mother use to call me all the time, before she left. How’s your father anyway? Is he still wanted for those charges they placed on him?”

“Alright Grace you’re not suppose to be all creepy and weirding people out right now, Bette has a problem and we need some help.”

“Oh Jesus, what’s the problem Alice?”

“There’s some strange light comi…”

“She broke the light already?” Grace gave an impressed whistle. “So tell me what does Christina look like?”

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Melvin could feel the wind blow cold through his body and the smell nearly knocked him over. He almost passed out with his groceries in hand, but he held them tight enough to steady himself. He gained his bearings and walked to a secluded area where he could shift without being seen, he reached the house in no time. He walked in through the door and saw where Phaedra and Jesenia’s door was closed. He knew he should knock but he didn’t have time. He raised his hand to open the door and the feeling of carnal pleasure washed over him and he knew they were caught in the throes of passion. As much as he hated to interrupt them, they needed to move to someplace safe.