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My red gen couple - Peter and Jennifer

Once they were sat at the bar, Lorcan stared Alannah down, even though she said she was sorry and genuinely looked it, he wasn’t going to make this easy for her!

LORCAN: Okay, explain yourself! Who are you for a second cousin and where did you appear from?

ALANNAH: Rowena’s grandmother, Constance, and my grandmother, Octavia, are sisters. I’m almost 7 years older than Rowena but we were close when she was growing up. 

LORCAN: So how come she’s never mentioned you if you’re so close?

ALANNAH: There’s always been a rift between our grandmas. They fell out a very long time ago over a man, long story! My mum and Rowena’s Aunt stayed close and we spent holidays and birthdays together. But then things got worse when I was chosen to be the next coven leader when my great grandfather dies, which Goddess only knows when that will be. It made things even more bitter within our family and we just...lost touch!

LORCAN: I see, so you thought hey I haven’t seen Rowena for a while, why don’t I go to Newcrest and fuck up her life a bit, eh?

ALANNAH: No, Clayton Boudreaux contacted my mother and grandmother informing us that a shapeshifter had corrupted Rowena. He...he made it sound like she and the rest of the Stewarts were in danger...

LORCAN: Bullshit, the only danger to Rowena is fucking Boudreaux himself!

LORCAN: Wait, where are you going?

ALANNAH: I can’t discuss this here, let’s go sit away from the bar where we can’t be heard, I’ve already compromised our family enough, I don’t need eavesdroppers going back to Clayton!

Big Sister Challenge

-PROLOGUE- It was that same afternoon that Sabrina was summoned to her door at the sound of knocking. To her surprise, there stood her mother who looked as if age hadn’t touched her. In her arms was Raven, the pair wearing similar expressions of hurt.  ‘I have come to ask of a very big favour, my dear Sabrina.’ Her mother began, leading her oldest to wear a questionable look, urging her to continue ‘I must leave Raven with you, for her own safety.’  Staring back at her, Sabrina wanted no more than to bark about how she was running away from her problems again, shooing another daughter off once she became too much. Forcing herself to break that defensive wall, though, she agreed and asked why. At first, she hadn’t noticed it but upon watching her mother more careful, she could sense an urgency and fear among her original melancholy.  Hesitant to begin with, her mother explained of a brewing trouble, war between the witches and the vampires and she refused to allow either daughter be anywhere near such danger. Participating herself was unavoidable but all she longed for was the safety of her daughters.  Placing Raven down, Willow took Sabrina into her arms, whispering words of apologies and begging her to be strong. In turn, Sabrina collapsed and drank in the motherly love she’d missed so much, uttering her own words regret and forgiveness.  As quickly as their bond was reestablished, Willow pulled away and dropped to the height of her youngest, taking her lovingly in her arms before slowly parting again. Scooping her sister up, Sabrina held her close to keep her from attempting to follow their mother who seemed to be backing away. ‘You know,’ Sabrina began suddenly, ‘It’s the anniversary of dad’s death today..’ ‘I know, I feel him with us.’ And with a last weak smile, Willow turned to leave her daughters, unbeknownst to when she’d next see them.  Watching her walk away stung, and suddenly Sabrina found herself despising her younger self who’d taken her mother for granted.

ALANNAH: There’s...one more thing...if Rowena sees you at all...her feelings will come flooding back so intensely it might kill her! I don’t want to stop you from seeing her but...

LORCAN: Gee, it really sounds that way!

ALANNAH: You have to see her as the dog, until her memories are fully restored. They need to return piece by piece not in a big bang. Do you understand?

LORCAN: *sighs* Looks like no matter what happens, Boudreaux wins! He always fucking wins!

ALANNAH: No Lorcan, he won’t! Not if we do this the right way! He’s in love with Rowena, he won’t hurt her so it gives us enough time to fix this whole mess!

LORCAN: How can I compete with that? He’s loaded, he’s good looking, he probably has an anaconda in his trousers...

ALANNAH: Well you’re carrying a pretty impressive package yourself so I wouldn’t worry where that’s concerned! *blush*

LORCAN: I knew you were checking it out! Dirty witch!

ALANNAH: Oh come on, it was right there in my face! Anyway you may not be loaded Lorcan, but you’re good looking too! It’s not Clay that Rowena loves, it’s you! She’s a very lucky girl!

VERONIQUE: Why couldn’t you just love me?

LORCAN: I honestly don’t know how these things work, I mean you’re beautiful but...

VERONIQUE: But the heart wants what it wants? I wore this dress just for you, it’s my come to bed dress, works every time...well...

LORCAN: Man this is all pretty fucked up huh?

LORCAN: But I see what you mean, it’s a sexy dress! Leaves very little to the imagination, it just moulds with your body...

VERONIQUE: Lorcan! Stop!

LORCAN: Well you’re the one who came here to finally have your wicked way with me, spare me your blushes!

VERONIQUE: I know and I apologised! What more can I do? And how dare you still be so cute, you bastard!