"What are you doing here Alette?" Portia growled in her face, and Fox's eye twitched slightly at the use of her full name. Only her mother used her full name. "Tell me what you're doing here. You have to leave Winni alone."
"Calm down Downworlder," she said, lying quickly, as she was so good at. "I just came to check on Winni, but she's not here, so I was just leaving. You know, you could be a little nic-"
"Shut up." Portia cut her off, and Fox watched as she sniffed the air. "She's coming back." The woman informed her, though, unknown to Portia, the vampire blood in her veins allowed her to smell it too. "Get out of here the way you came, and I swear to god, if you show up here again, I'll tear your throat out. I don't care what the Clave does to me." She said, angrily shoving her out the window.
Fox smirked haughtily and hopped up on the window sill, turning back to the woman briefly. "With the way things have been lately, they'd probably thank you." She laughed lightly and slipped on her glamour, hopping out the window and making her way around to the front of the house.
Winni's dog, Harley barked at her as she passed, causing Fox to stop and bare her teeth at the pup playfully, knowing Winni couldn't see her. However, Winni seemed to pause to and peer at her direction, a flicker of something in her eyes for a second before it was gone and she moved along.
Interested, Fox stopped and watched Winni saunter up to the house with her dog, who was now growling at a bush concealing a werewolf. She raised her spliced eyebrow, watching as the wolf stepped out of the bush, causing Winni to frantically pull her dog and herself back inside.
Alette met eyes with Portia who's brown gaze seemed to be begging her to take care of the werewolf while she calmed down her daughter, but Fox just popped out a cigarette, lit it, and blinked, causing the woman to close the door angrily behind her.
Silent for a moment, Alette puffed her cigarette and watched the white wolf. "You should know better than cross on pack territory that isn't yours." She said to the creature.
Portia's eyes landed on Fox for a moment, noticing that she'd stopped in her tracks, and she hissed slightly under her breath. That girl was nothing but trouble. Why couldn't she just leave? She had to come in here, jepordize her whole family, and find every way she possibly could to irritate Portia while doing it.
Portia was so engrossed in her hatred of Alette that she didn't notice the scent of a wolf she didn't know until Winni's dog was barking at it.
Her eyes widened as the creature stepped boldly out of the bush, and Portia's eyes filled with rage. If Winni wasn't standing right there, she would have shifted and taught the female a lesson about crossing onto another pack's territory without permission. Especially her own yard!
However, because of Winni, there was nothing she could do about it at the moment, so she glanced briefly at Alette, hating the fact that she had to ask the arrogant Shadowhunter for help, but needing it all the same. Rudely, the girl ignored her as though she couldn't read the look in her eyes and Portia slammed the door angrily, going back to her task of making pancakes, beating the batter a little too harshly.
"Want to explain this mom?" Portia heard Winni's voice from behind her and instinctively froze. She'd been waiting to hear that question for fifteen years now. She didn't even turn around, just let her continue while she flipped a pancake. Maybe it was something simple. Like the fact that she'd accidentally shrunk one of Winni's shirts in the wash. "Is this why you treat me like I'm five, keeping this big secret from me. Are you one of them, one from this so called Shadow World. Is this some sort of sick joke because really I see nothing funny about this."
So it wasn't something simple. The day had come. The day she'd been dreading since the very first day the Clave had dropped a little shell-shocked girl on young, nineteen year-old Portia. She flicked off the stove and turned to face her daughter, eyes instantly dropping to the letter in her hand. Following it with her eyes as she followed her daughter's pacing movements.
"I'll kill that girl." She muttered under her breath, realizing now why Alette had come over and why she'd gone so easily. She should have known. Should have checked Winni's room.
Winni then stopped and looked right into her eyes. "Who are my parents? Really I want to know because everytime I ask about them you stop talking, say they were great people but that is all. Has my whole life been a joke, a lie?" Portia held the girl's gaze firmly.
"I want the truth Portia." She said, and Portia had to take a deep breath. There were few things in the world that could shake her, and this was one of them. Her adoptive daughter Winni calling her by her real name rather than mom. As though she was a traitor. As though she hadn't raised her.
"Don't call me that." She snapped back angrily before realizing that, if anyone had a right to be angry here, it was Winni, not her.
"We were protecting you honey." Portia tried again in a softer tone. "Yes, the Shadow World is real, and there's... A lot to explain," she proceeded slowly. "Your real parents were Jason and Annamarie Bellefleur. Two very famous Shadow Hunters. They protected a lot of people. Killed a lot of demons, but they were killed when you were young, by a demon who wanted your parents, and also you. You lived, and another famous Shadowhunter named Scarlet Nightshade, a woman still alive in Seattle today, had your sight taken from you by a warlock so that you couldn't see what we see. Scarlet wanted to keep you as her own, but she was struggling through some heartache of her own, and so, the Clave, our government, brought you to me to protect. We're all werewolves here. Your father and I are the alphas."
Portia stepped forward, placing a hand on Winni's arm, holding her gaze. "But honey, your life was never a joke. We never intended to hurt you, only protect you. And it most certainly wasn't a lie. I raised you, your father raised you, your sister grew up with you, we are your family. We love you. We never lied about that."