Wild Fire

by Heather Glidewell

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  Expectations

  The moment we set foot through the doors the cheering began. I shook hands and received pats on the back, something that had never happened before. I wasn’t used to praise. Even with the small amount that I received after the school shooting, it was nothing compared to this. They were excited, I had brought back the fourth. This meant that we were complete and could wage battle against the Queen’s growing Army.

  “When do we begin training?” One of the pureblood witches asked me.

  “I don’t know.” I mumbled as my mother pulled me along through the crowd.

  “So glad to have you back.” A small were said touching my shoulder.

  “It’s good to be back.” I said. This was becoming too much, I didn’t know what to tell these people. I wasn’t the leader I was just one of four.

  No matter the question was my mother kept pushing me forward. I wasn’t allowed to say more than a few words. I think she’s afraid that I would answer something wrong and be held accountable for the things that I said.

  “Let’s not make promises we don’t know we can keep.” She whispered as she pushed me through the last bit of the crowd. Standing at the end was Max a huge smile on his face. As head of the Warlocks he had taken a stand next to my mother and father. His power was at the same level as theirs the only difference was all of his came from being on Earth. As he aged he grew more powerful and honestly I had no idea how old he was.

  “Fire Warden.” He said taking my hands in his and smiling at me. “We are grateful to you for returning with the Water Warden.” He looked at my mother and she nodded. “Tomorrow we stand as one, a whole. Though more are coming we can finally begin the required training. Many of these people do not know more than how to simply call 911. The Wardens will meet with the heads of covens, packs and the head of the vagabonds. We will discuss battle tactic as well as figure how we will split this growing Army between the four leads.”

  “I have no idea what you just said.” I laughed as he held his head low and chuckled at me.

  “Of course not child. I forget how young you are. Just remember though you are physically young your blood is older than this world you will know what to do.” He hugged me tightly. “Until tomorrow morning. For now a tour!” He threw his hands up and the crowd cheered. Did they even know what they were cheering for?

  “Come on Dawn.” My mother’s hand grabbed mine again and we were heading up a set of stairs to the living quarters on the first floor.