Shifted Fate by Alicia S.Rivers

Is a mistake from the Moon Goddess 17

Chapter Seventeen

"How did it go today?" My father nudged me to a seat across from him and waved to an omega. She brought in the plates. "Thank you Manda."

"Thank you Manda." I smiled up at the girl, and she ducked her head, then left. I turned back to my father. "It went as well as expected."

"Which wasn't good at all." I pointed to him and nodded.

"Exactly."

"What happened?" He dug into his food, and I told him about the day.

"We started with running, and even those that had already shifted were..."

"Weak?" my dad threw out while waving his knife around.

"Pathetic." I countered. I cut into my steak and nearly moaned with the first mouthful. "They barely made it two laps before they were huffing. Then I called them over, and we started to talk about what was going on."

"And..."

"And then some girls were giving us push back about commanding other wolves. So I made a point."

me and I

then balked when I told them that what they were doing was against our laws, too." I growled out, thinking about what they said. "So I commanded them to do jumping

weren't?" My dad leaned back and I dropped

left them jumping until they

"How many threw up?"

I nearly whispered the last part.

rein of the women and I meant it." I picked my fork and knife back up and continued eating. "Now, are you going to give me such

eyes and looked at him. "I don't understand what I am

told you, you are connecting to nature." My dad cleared his plate and Manda came back with his dessert and took his plate away. "Figure out the

way I

"If I tell

it might be strong for you, but more often than not, my way won't work as well for you. You might cripple you magic. Forge your own path and bond with your own magic

it will matter." I tossed

way, and you will feel the difference. You will see how much it will

"How do you know?"

Chapter Seventeen

in and day out. And I hated it. But once I was able to do it, she taught me her way, and the power was a mere trickle compared to the roar of my

"Your grandma?"

nod. "You would have loved her, and she you. But witches, they don't live as long as us, and she was already old by the time I came of

"She died?"