from any of the others on the street. It smelled like some spices Naomi hadn't really smelled before, but nothing too far out of the ordinary.
He rang the doorbell. High heels clicked their way to the door. Fabric shifted as she leaned to the peephole and she sighed just loud enough for Naomi to hear before the door swung open revealing a smiling young blonde.
"Aaron, what can I do…" She trailed off in her voice fell as she caught sight of Naomi. Naomi could smell the dirt from the Davis roadside still on her shoes, and her scent was unmistakable. This was the witch who had kidnapped Bryan.
"You!" Naomi growled, her lips curled back from her teeth.
"What?" Jeff asked. The witch tried to slam the door in their faces, but Naomi shoved her foot into the frame and forced it back open.
"What are you doing?" Aaron asked. "I brought my friend over to see if you could help her find her cousin."
"No magic required," Naomi said, pushing her way in. "You know just where he is, don't you?"
"What? Your brother? Bryan?"
"How'd you know that?" Aaron asked.
"Exactly the right question, Aaron." Jeff ushered Aaron and Mikey into the house. Then he asked if Naomi knew the witch. The blonde tried to push them out of the house, but two werewolves were too much for her.
"She's the one. I smelled her in Davis and I can smell the dirt on her shoes." Naomi looked the witch up and down, suddenly recognizing her. She blurted, "You came to the gym with Aaron – almost a year ago, when I first started going."
"That's when I knew what you were." Emma glanced at Aaron and Mikey, then at the two wolves. "Are you sure you want to talk about this?" Naomi shrugged, but somehow Jeff and Mikey looked to her. The new alpha.
"I know everything. Bryan's my boyfriend." Aaron's eyes widened curiously.
"Aaron, would you mind waiting in the next room?" Naomi asked. "I – I don't think you'll want to know what were talking about here."
"Excuse me?" He asked, shocked. "I brought you here to my cousin – you have some kind of crazy business with –"
"Listen to the lady," Jeff snarled. Naomi shook her head with a frown. Jeff stopped talking. She could almost get used to this alpha thing, but she'd better be careful. Her mom just assumed everyone would obey, even if she didn't make a lick of sense.
"Aaron, please, there's personal family business at stake here. I – look we have a family secret. Okay? Nothing crazy, but it's something that I'm not comfortable with you knowing. Your cousin figured it out on her own, but… it's a private matter." He didn't look any more reassured, but the witch led him to the living room and turned on the TV.
"It's witch stuff, okay cuz?"
Aaron sighed. "It doesn't sound like witch stuff. It sounds real."
"Oh, it's all real, whether or not you believe in it." Emma laughed. "We'll just be in the kitchen. You can even see us. Okay? He nodded, but there were worry lines between his eyebrows and the vein that popped out of his forehead when he lifted heavy was showing. Naomi would've loved to have the power of Mindy's eyes right now to make him just obey. They sat around the kitchen table as he watched from the couch in the next room. His eyes were firmly on them, not on the episode of Entertainment Tonight. Best to keep their voices lowered.
"You're the witch that kidnapped Bryan, aren't you?" Naomi asked.
"He joined us. I didn't kidnap anyone," Emma whispered.
"My ass you didn't," Mikey said. He want with you willingly without coming home to me first? Or even telling me where he was going?"
"We didn't want the community in general knowing what were planning, okay?" Emma chewed her lip before continuing. "Look, you see my sign out there? Never again the burning times?" Naomi nodded. "You know what that means to me? That doesn't mean secrecy. It doesn't mean hiding – or if it does, it means hiding in plain sight. The only way to avoid persecution is to be honest about who we are. To be open!"
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