DURING LUNCH III

"So, in other words, there is no way to know which of them is the prophecy, till tomorrow then, right?" Shane inquired, folding his arms across his chest, his mind also going out to Emma who would be alone on her eighteenth birthday.

He could swear that her family, the one at Florida, won't understand what was going on with her. He wondered what she would be doing now. Was she at home yet? Did she miss Derek? He glanced at his alpha, and sighed. Dude looked so lost.

"Most likely. But I can say that it is Emma. The way she tackled and killed Casper, the wizard that Leonarya had sent after us, was bizarre and magnificent at the same time. It was like she was a combination of sorts, forces moving in perfect sync. I have never seen anything like that." Julius answered, his mind obviously reliving the event.

"Who is Casper?" Sheila asked, not entirely pleased that her daughter had made her first kill, but being that it was to protect herself, she relaxed a bit.