Chapter 1: 1. The Beginning
*The year 1997*
"Mommy, please don't leave me," Tessa cried out to her mother.
They were under attack by werewolves. Tessa was only five years old when her parents were killed in front of her.
"Honey, I have to let you go, your aunt Phoebe will look after you, my darling." Tessa's mom said while pushing her towards her aunt's arms.
"I love you so much, my love. You will grow up to be a beautiful, strong woman, and don't forget where you come from."That was Tessa's mother's last words before they teleported out of the house, what she saw that day will always be in her memories and dreams.
A black wolf jumps through the door and ripped her mother to shreds.
The Witches are enemies to the Werewolves.
Witches like Tessa and her parents are good, but it doesn't matter if they are good or evil, the Werewolves want them dead. It has been like that for centuries.
The witches moved a lot from city to city. Tessa was the daughter of two powerful witches, Lexi, and warlock, Max.
They had a small cabin in the woods where a lot of families lived they want to live in peace.
On 31 October 1997 on a full moon, they were attacked by werewolves. No one saw it coming because everyone was celebrating the holiday of the witches.
Some of the families fled. The men fought to protect the kingdom, what's left of it.
Tessa's and her aunt Phoebe teleported in a small town on the North coast of Massachusetts above Boston. Salem where most of the witches live.
Tessa was heartbroken, lost, and scared but she was also angry.
She promised herself that night when she turned 18 years old she will get her revenge.
For someone that young with that hate in their heart, it's terrifying.
Tessa and her aunt made a living in Salem. She learned about their history and the difference between black and white magic.
Profile of Tessa
Name: Tessa
Surname: Scott
Born Date: 19 July 1992
Born city: Boston Massachusetts
Parents:
Mother: Lexi Scott
Father: Max Scott
Tessa POV
13 years later-
"Come on Tessa focus child" My aunt yells at me while I do hand combat mixed with magic. Every day after school me and my aunt train since I got my magic, well I had them it just wasn't that strong. At the age of 13 it descended."auntie, please can't we just take a break. I am tired" I ask out of breath while flexing my wrist it hurt like a bitch. "yeah sure child, let's do that the wolf mutts would give you break time while they eat your face off"Sarcasm dripping from her mouth." Fine auntie, let just train till my body breaks down, it's better than wolves eating off my face right?" I snap back. I know it's disrespectful and that she only wants the best for me but since I got my powers I become angrier and want blood for the death of my parents."I am sorry auntie I miss them a lot" "I know my dear child I know your parent will be proud of you "she said hugging me.
" Let go inside and eat, you did great today child," My aunt says while she walks inside our little house. It had two bedrooms and one bathroom. a Kitchen and a library. It's very cozy and homey.
we were eating in silence. I took the plates, wash them, and said goodnight to my aunt. I am so tired I just want to shower and sleep. I turn on the shower while waiting for the warm water. I strip out of my t-shirt. jean shorts and underwear. I stand under the hot water just relaxing my body. When the water becomes cold. I dried myself off and got dressed in an oversize T-shirt and went to bed. I fell asleep instantly when my head hit the pillow. Dreaming about a handsome big black alpha wolf with blue eyes.