"GIRLS... DO NOT MAKE ME COME UP THERE!"

Jezabelle groans stuffing her head in her pillow as she feels the blanket move from her body. A foot accidently kicking her side before she hears a loud thump followed by a groan. She peels an eye open to glance over the bed. A mess of brown hair struggling to untangle herself from the sheets. The blonde hair girl laughs gently earning a glaring pair of yellow eyes to narrow in on her. 

"Not. a. word. Belle" 

At this she rolls her eyes getting up and walking over to the other bed gently nudging a sleeping Tara. Her big doe eyes blink open before focusing on her. Jezabelle doesn't bother waking Nessa. Multiple times she has been put in a choke hold for waking the sleeping vampire. The saying that vampires never sleep is complete bullshit. Nessa can sleep practically anywhere but if you wake her, watch out. That is why the job usually falls to Tara who can transport herself away instantly. 

Walking into their attached bathroom, Jezabelle relieves herself as her sister Kacia walks in still yawning. They both walk over beginning to get ready for the day. A loud yelp and a bright light later and Tara is standing in the bathroom fully awake now. 

"Sorry Tara" 

Nessa says rubbing her eyes walking into the bathroom as well. The raven hair instantly brings her younger sister into her arms apologizing again. This is practically an every morning occurrence in their household.  

Grace continues laying all the breakfast out as she hears the patter of feet clomping down the steps. She watches as each of the girls walk over giving her a kiss before taking their seats at the table. She takes her seat at the head of the table as the girls begin eating. 

It had been over ten years since that fateful day. Her heart warms looking at her family now. The girls have grown into their own and she has learned a lot about each of them. 

Jezabelle, the child of her blood, has come to be known as Belle by the girls. She still has her golden hair but her eyes have taken on an almost a doll like feature. She looks angelic... but looks can be deceiving. She is beyond the most outspoken of the group. Nessa coming in a close second. Over the years, she has found that she can control water, fire, earth and air. She has come full circle controlling all the elements. Her little beauty is far more powerful than she ever could have believed. Now she has the pleasure to watch her grow with her sisters. 

Tara, whom Grace has to come find out is a fallen angel, is still the bubbly girl she always was. Her doe eyes still large and her hair has grown into soft chocolate waves. It was an adjustment to learn all her unique abilities. Her story not one to be retold however the only thing Grace cares about is that she is her daughter now. She holds the pureness of the group. Her ability to heal still proven helpful over the years. Especially when Kacia went through her first faze. She still has the ability to transport all of them although it does make Grace feel nauseous each time. 

Kacia, her strong daughter with the golden eyes. She was only eleven when she went through her first faze. Grace stayed by her side the entire time even though Kacia pleaded her to leave. She was fearful of hurting the only woman whom ever cared for her. Grace stubbornly refused to leave her daughter during a moment of pain. Kacia scraped her by accident that night, which still to this day she does not know. Lucking Tara healed her before Kacia came to. She has a beautiful chestnut fur coat that matches her wild hair. Every faze making it easier for her, no longer painful or long. She now can faze on command. 

Nessa, the vampire that once terrified her the most, is now her greatest ally in the household. She learned that Nessa's physical features grow at an accelerated rate. Where the girls still look their natural age of 17 or 18. Nessa appears to look about 20-25. She fully developed a few years back and has not changed since. The raven haired charmer says it is natural to stop aging so she trust her word. Her need for blood was never fully developed and Grace learned it was due to her circumstances of birth. While the other three go to school, Nessa usually goes to the bar to help her. 

"Mom, what's the plan today?"

She pulls back from her thoughts to see Kacia tilting her head in question. The other girls now listening for the answer. A small smile still tugs at her lips when the girls call her mom. She stands up taking her plate into the kitchen. She begins hearing the shuffling as plates are being picked up. She may be a single parent of four but she raised her girls right. They pitch in without any disgruntlement. 

"I was thinking some training... Maybe hide and seek?"

The girls giggle and giving each knowing looks and smirks. This wasn't a normal game of hide and seek. Over the years, Grace trained the girls to work together and learn how to use each other's strengths to their advantage. True to the Alpha's words, he did attempt to tell people of a woman traveling with girls of all different types. Very few took him at his words but still the word spread. They arrived in Texas a few days later where they have created a home for themselves. Grace now running the most successful bar in the city. 

"Mom, what about Hell's Belles?"

Grace smirks putting the dish in dishwasher turning around. Yes, she named her bar Hell's Belles because that is how she viewed her girls. She has been told multiple times that she would be damned to hell along with her daughters... In Texas, they are known as 'belles'. Hence the name of her bar... 

"I'm taking the day off. You girls start your senior year in a few days..." At this she hears her golden hair daughter groan loudly making her chuckle and Nessa to shove her shoulder playfully. "Let's go girls." 

"It's not fair that Nessa doesn't go with us?!"

Belle's whines making Nessa sticks her tongue out before taking off to the backdoor. Kacia comes through ruffling her hair followed by Tara kissing Belle's cheek and skipping out behind her sisters. Grace walks over throwing her arm over her daughter's shoulder. A pout still on her lips. 

"You know we can not send her to school. She doesn't look your age AANNNDD too many people will ask questions." 

Belle nods knowing her mother is right. The first few years they went to school. The faculty along with the students tried to tear the girls apart. Stating it wasn't right. Grace home schooled the girls for years now but this is their final year. They need to experience it... and she was determined to give them that. She only hopes it doesn't become a mistake. 

Walking out on the back lawn of their home she looks out to the vast forest laying on their land. It was true her bar was the best in town. Everyone respected her. She was the only bar that had people of all kinds work under her. Rules were simple, don't fight one another and work hard... she would keep you on. The sheriff has even taking a liking to the bar maid. Claiming he has never seen a woman with such strength. He was a human who was aware of her situation but never vocalized it. Most in town knew of her 'mixed' family, but none had problem with her due to how she carries herself and the girls. 

"Alright girls, you know the rules?"

Tara appears beside her with Nessa, Kacia, and Belle all lining up ready to blast off. Tara takes Grace's hand in her own. 

"First to mom, doesn't due laundry this week!" 

Tara yells out before blinking and moving herself and Grace deep into the forest. Standing beside each other, Grace places her hand to her stomach trying to settle it. Tara gives her an apologetic look before looking around as they listen. 

The moment they see the flash of light, they take off. Nessa with her vampire speed, Kacia with her werewolf genes, leaving Jezabelle to move the air under her flying through the air like a bird. All girls searching intently for where Tara could have hidden them. Nessa attempts to use her sense of smell... same as Kacia. Neither having any luck realizing Grace must be cloaking their scents. Her knowledge of witchcraft is vast. Belle's idea of a sky view not presenting any useful results as she attempts to look through the full trees. She comes down and lands gently just as her sisters stop on her sides. They all focus on any sounds but don't hear any. 

"How are we to find them if mom is masking them?"

Kacia ask throwing her hands up in defeat. Nessa raises her hand silencing her. She closes her eyes and listens intently. She listens for different sounds until she hears the crunching of branches but it doesn't sound like their mom. She then hears it, focusing in on it. It's Grace's breathing. The sound is faint but she can hear it. Opening her eyes, she nods to her sisters. Jezabelle begins shifting the earth under her feet so she can keep up with her sisters. They all three within minutes land in front of their sister and mom. 

"Wait, who wins?"

Tara asks with a tilt of her head. Jezabelle walks over throwing an arm around Nessa's petite waist followed by Kacia doing the same. Grace smiles at her raven hair beauty who looks down smiling. 

"We couldn't haven't done it without her supersonic hearing." 

"It's not-"

"Take the compliment Ness" 

Kacia cuts her off from not accepting Belle's compliment. Nessa has always been hesitant about accepting praise. She doesn't speak much of her past but from what Kacia has learned, it much mirrored her own past before meeting their mom. 

Grace walks up to her girls embracing them in a bear hug. Her family may not be ideal but to hell with anyone to tell her otherwise. These were her girls... That's all she needed to know.