2. 𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙴𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙲𝚃

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I shot up taking a large inhale, trying to grasp the feeling of air in my lungs. My chest rose and sunk with every intake of oxygen. I looked around for a moment in confusion before my memories hit me like a train.

I just died. How am I alive?

I felt a liquid pooling the floor. I looked down and saw blood surrounding me. My mind raced. I got bit by a werewolf last night, an Alpha. Im a witch, a werewolf bite is supposed to have little to no effect on me. Usually a werewolf bite will just make a witches magic a little weakened for a few days not cause them to come back to life.

I finally stood to my feet and looked in the mirror. It's gone, the bite is gone. Witches don't have super healing. I ran to my room still in distress and picked up my phone that was on my bed and dialed my mothers number.

The phone rang a few times.

"Hey honey how's everything at home, you okay?" My mother said from the other line.

I didn't answer for a few moments "Mom" I said lowly but clearly in distress.

She noticed my tone of voice "Lucy, what's wrong?"

"Mom, I got bit by a werewolf in the neck last night" I told her

"Sweetheart it's okay, a werewolf bite doesn't really do anything to witches" she assured me.

"No mom, I must have gotten bit in an artery or something because I bled out last night. I died." I took a pause thinking of how crazy my own words sounded. "But I came back to life like nothing had ever happened. I woke up in a pool of blood but no more bite. It's completely healed in a matter of 6 hours" I explained.

"Oh no." she said.

I furrowed my eyebrows "Mom?"

"Lucy I'm coming home. Do not go to school today." I heard her take a deep breath. "I have a few things to explain to you"

Before I could question I heard chatter on the other line.

"Luc I need to go, okay. Just don't freak out" then she just hung up.

I threw my phone on my bed out of frustration. 'don't freak out', how the hell am I not supposed to freak out? I just came back from the dead and she expects me not to freak out.

I placed my hands on my head and paced around a few times. I glanced over at the pool of blood in my bathroom.

Well if I'm stuck on house arrest might as well clean up the murder scene.

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