Marked in a Vision (6 page)

“Do not argue with us, Emily Ann.  You are going to rest and that is final,” her dad said in his steely voice and walked out of the sunroom where they were sitting.  Stacy just looked at Emily who fell back against the pillows, and promised, “Just for a little while longer, honey.”  Emily scowled but nodded her head and Stacy left the sunroom.

“Wow,” Sasha said from where she was sitting next to Mark on the lounge couch.  “He must be really upset for he never uses our middle names.”

“Emily Ann,” Jay said softly to himself, and Emily threw him a glare and he just gave her a wink and a charming smile that Emily had to turn away from as a blush crept over her cheeks.  Seeing the blush, Jay smiled more for he loved the fact that he could get her to blush.

“Uncle Jay, Uncle Mark,” Michaela said running into the room and Emily watched from the corner of her eye how his smile dipped into a frown, and she looked over at Mark to see him shaking his head.  She paled slightly for if she believed their r
eactions then it meant that her dream was indeed another vision
.  She looked more closely at Michaela and she noticed the differences from Stan and Cass.  She needed to talk to her
mother about this.  If her vision was true, then Michaela was in trouble, and
the
Alpha needed to know.

A few days later
, Emily went to find her mother.  She was
on the patio
, and since she was by herself, Emily said, “Mom can I talk with you for a moment?”

“Yes, sweetheart,” her mom said putting down the book she was reading.  Emily took a deep breathe but before she could began, her mom said, “Does this have something to do with your visions?”

Emily looked stun for a moment then she chuckled, “You know me too well.”  Then she proceeded to tell h
er mom about the visions she had
been having. 

“You
r vision has the
man saying that Michaela is his
granddaughter,” Stacy asked with a frown.

Emily nodded her head, “Did Stan and Cass have another child?”

Stacy frowned as she thought, “Em
ily, I
am not sure.  Although your Dad and Stan were friends when they were kids, they really have not been in contact until about eight years ago, and they are very private people so I really do not know
although I thought I heard something about a daughter at one time
.
  Are you sure about what you are thinking, Emily?”

Emily frowned, and looke
d at her mom, “I could be wrong
mom, and for once, I truly hope I am.”

Stacy
looked at her daughter speechless for it was the first
time
that she had wished to be wrong in her gift.  When she was younger, she had wished that she never had it, but she had never wished for her gift to be inaccurate until now.  Stacy grabbed her daughter’s hand, and said, “Let me talk to your father, and then we shall proceed from there.”

Emily nodded her head, smiled and then hugged her.
She started to walk back
the way she came when she slowed down, and turned to Stacy, “I don’t know if I ever told
you, but thank you for adopting
and
raising
me
as your own daughter; for loving me even though I am not a werewolf and I come with my own burden.  Thank you so much, and I love you.”  With those words said, Emily smiled agai
n and finished walking out of the room
.  Stacy sat on the chair with tears in her eyes as she stared at t
he space where Emily stood.  Jacob
, her husband, find her there ten minutes later, and noticing her tears, “What is wrong, sweetie?”

Stacy shook her head, and then told him what Emily told her.  Afterwards, she told him what Emil
y had said before leaving.  Jacob
looked stunned for a moment, and then he put his head down as he thought about what would have happened if they had never adopted Emily, and where would they be now.

He had tears in eyes when he lifted his head, and Stacy grabbed both of his hands as he said with a shaky voice, “What do you think we should do?”

Stacy knew he was trying to keep himself from crying, and she said instantly, “We need to tal
k to Cass and Stan.”  T
hey got up but before going into the house, they embraced tightly then headed in search of Cass and Stan
who it turned out had gone off for the afternoon
.

“We will talk to them later,” Jacob promised as Stacy nodded her head slowly, but she had a bad feeling
about what was going to be revealed.

Later that eve
ning, Stan, Cass, Stacy, and Jacob
where sitting on the patio relaxing.  Stan was upset for Sissy’s family and Krystal’s family were leaving the next
day
; neither of them were Jay’s mate. 
Nevertheless,
the real reason Stan was upset because he had a good idea who Jay’s mate really was and it scared him.
 

“Honey,” Cass began, “Don’t worry.  It will work itself
out
, watch and see.”

Stacy added, “I have to agree, Stan, for you never know what might happen.”

“I know,”
Stan,
said heavily, “I am glad that you and
your
family
are
staying
though” looking at Stacy and Jacob
.  They looked at each but before they could say anything, he laughed wearily.

“I know it is because your daughter Sasha is Mark’s mate,” he said, “Although they are still denying it, or testing the waters about it so to speak.”

They nodded their head to his observation. He mutte
red, “At least one them has found
their mate.”

Cass laughed, “Do not worry about Jay; he will find his mate, and she will
come when he least expects
it
.  He
is very much like his father.” At her words, Stan looked into the eyes of his mate, and although he would never give h
er up for anything in the world,
he h
ad hoped that
neither one of
his son
s would
have to go through it too.

Stacy cleared her throat, “We need to ask you two a personal question.”

Stan looked at them, and with a nod of his head, invited them to continue.

Jacob
looked warily at them, and then said bluntly
, “Is Michaela
your
g
randdaughter,
and
not your daughter?
”

Cass and Stan gasped, and Stan’s eyes narr
owed on them both.  He was an
Alpha
and a friend
, and they respected him greatly but they needed to know the truth.

Cass said honestly, “It is true; she is our granddaughter.”

Stan sa
i
d sternly, “Cass!”

Cass looked at him, and then continued, “They should hear the truth from us instead of rumors.  Michaela is th
e daughter of our
only daughter and Jason from the Shadow Pack
.”  At the name of the pack, Jacob
growled for he heard some rumors about the Alpha of the Shadow Pack, and none of it was good.

“You have heard of them, Jacob
,” Cass asked,
and at his nod
, she continued, “You should imagine our surprise when Cat came home with the son of the Alpha of the pack.  At first, we did not wa
nt to accept their mating for we
heard the stories too, but after some time, he showed us that he was nothing like his father.  Also at that time, we learned some awful truths about his father.”  Cass stopped there as she drew in a deep breath.

Stan took up where she left off, “We wanted to understand the Alpha so we did some research, and Jason helped us out a lot for he knew things that I don’t think his father knew he knew.  We learned that Jason’s mother had the ability to see into the future; she had the vision they said.  He mated with her hoping that she would help achieve his goal of becoming head Alpha for many packs.  Unfortunately, she had thought he was her true mate, and when she discovered he was not it broke her.  She lost her ability although no one understands why.”

“I have my suspicions on that one,” Cass interjected.

Stan continued, “The Alpha learned about her losing her ability but when he learned she was with child, he thought maybe the ability would pass down to him.”

Stacy said quickly, “It only passes to the women of the line.”

Stan nodded his head, “Yes, but the Alpha did not know this at the time.  After her death, he treated his own son horribly until he came of age and left eventually settling here.  When they discovered they were with child, they were so happy although Jason was ver
y scared at the same time.  Michaela was only a few months old when her parents died an attack by rogues
although I believe to this day that Jason’s father was behind it somehow
.  Fortunately, Michaela had been with
her
uncles at the time so she was saved
, and that was ten years ago.”

Jacob
frowned, “He has not tried to take the child?”

Cass shook her head, “At the time, we believe that he thought she was a boy because of her name.  Now, we think that it is possible he knows the truth.”

Stan said stonily, “We have had people spying on us as we come and go.  Before I can send someone
to check them out, they have
gone by the time my pack gets there.”

Cass said hesitatingly, “We also heard rumors that he looks for others with his mates’ abilities—that can see the future.”  Cass was surpri
sed when, at her words, both Jacob
and Stacy paled.

“Are you sure?” Jacob asked with a hint of fear in his voice that Stan looked
at him.

“We heard that about twenty
-five
years ago, he find a young woman who was marrie
d and having her first child, and she had a similar gift as his
wife.  He took them into his pack although they were human, but, and we do not
know
if this is the truth, we heard that when she got to
her
ninth month he had her husband killed.  She had been scared for her life, and had run away
before giving birth in the wild
.  It is believed that she and the baby both died in the wilderness to the north of his land as the harsh winter settled
in
.”

S
tacy cleared her throat, “Are you sure it was
twenty
-five
years ago?”

Cass frowned and looked towards Stan who answered thoughtfully, “Now that I think about it, it was more like nineteen years ago.”

“Oh God,” Stacy murmured as she
fell back against the seat.  Jacob
grabbed her hand, and said urgently, “Sweetie, it may not be her.  I mean, she was found so far away from here.”

Stacy just shook her head as she said, “We do not know where she was found before she was delivered to the orphanage.” 

At the confusion
on the Stan and Cass’s face, Jacob
explained as Stacy wrung he
r hands, “Emily turns 19 in a week
on the 20th
.  W
e found her in orphanage about 10
00 miles from here.”

“At the age of three, she would wake up in the night screaming and crying.  She would tell
me
of the dreams she would have, and I would assure
her
that they were exactly that dreams,” Stacy spoke softly, “until one night, she dreamed of a young girl dying, being drowned by her mom’s boyfriend.  I thought she had watched a scary movie before she went to bed so I tucked
her
in and laid with her until she fell back to asleep.  Three days later, reading the newspaper, I cam
e
across an article about a young girl who had drowned in a ba
thtub, and the police discovered
her mom’s
boyfriend’s hand
pr
ints
all over
her body and the bathtub.  That was when I realized that she was not having dreams, but visions.”  Stan and Cass were stunned into silence.

Jacob
sa
id then, “We
think her visions are evolving.  Before we came here, she saw the present and the future, but now we believe she is getting visions of the past
.”

Cass spoke, “The night you first arrived
and what happened at the Fair
…”

Stacy nodded her head.

Stan closed his eyes as he thought back to that night, the look of terror on the young woman’s face, and he stated, “She was the one who told you about Michaela.”