The Werewolf's Mate

The Werewolf's Mate (Ch 3)

Once I got home I was greeted by Maia and grandfather ordering a pizza. They both settled on the meat lovers' pizza. I snuck into my room and quickly put the journal and check in my safe that I hid in my closet. I did it just in time before Maia merrily walked into the room.

"Kat," she whined, "Your grandpa wants to watch Caddy Shack, again! I want to watch Frozen!" She looked like she was throwing a fit. Her bottom lip was pushed out, her arms her crossed, and she was stomping around the room. I rolled my eyes.

"Is she tattle taling on me?" shouted grandfather from the other room. She sighed and I giggled. Why are they always like this?

"Yes!" I shouted back. She punched me in the arm. We changed out of our funeral clothes and into our pajamas. As we were walking down the hallway we could smell the pizza. We raced into the kitchen.

"I don't like that snowman and I don't care for Elisa, but if you are going to go and tattle tale on me then I guess you can watch Freezing," He sighed. I knew he made those mistakes on purpose because it annoys the hell out of Maia. I snickered as I grabbed my slice of pizza.

"You and I both know the name is Elsa and the movie is called Frozen. If we watch this movie tonight I will never make you watch it again, deal?" she said in an annoying tone. He pondered over it. She stuck her tongue out.

"Deal," he chuckled. We grabbed some sodas and our plates and went into the living room. The telephone started to ring. No one seemed interested in getting it.

"I'll get it," I sighed and got up. I went back into the kitchen. I grabbed the phone. As I answered it I turned around and saw they were starting Frozen without me.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hello. My name is Ylena. Can I speak to Nancy Jacobsen? I am a friend of hers," answered Ylena.

"I'm sorry, but you must've not heard yet. She's dead. I am her granddaughter, Katherine," I said, sadly. I looked over at my grandfather and Maia. They looked so happy. The line was silent for a while.

"Are you still there?"

"I can't believe Nanny is dead,"

Nanny? I wondered. Must have been a nickname. Everything was silent again, except for the movie and every once and a while Maia laughing.

"Is it okay if I stop by tomorrow?" Ylena asked.

"Yeah, you want my address?" I asked.

"No. I know where it is. If you don't mind, can I bring my--- er grandson?" she stuttered.

"Yeah, well, I'll see you tomorrow."


I hung up. I never knew my grandmother had a friend named Ylena. Maybe if I read the diary it might mention her or something. I tiptoed near the hallway, but before I could get there I was stopped by my grandfather.

"Where are you going?" asked my grandfather.
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