Prologue

Arra

I didn't remember falling onto the floor until I woke up on it. But by Merlin, was I dizzy...
I opened my eyes, momentarily blinded by a sharp pain in my head before my vision cleared, and waited for the room to stop spinning before getting up.
What happened? I thought, running a hand through my hair. What a way to start out your sweet sixteenth Arra…

"Darling, are you awake?" my mother called, her footsteps echoing up the staircase.

I moved to open the door for my mum when I caught my reflection in the mirror and did a quick double take, moving closer to the glass.
"No way..." I muttered.
"Good morning Darl-oh Arra! Are you alright?" My mum stood behind m in the mirror. Now usually, I only come up to her shoulder, but today I was at eye-level.
"I look different right?' I asked. It could just be me imagining things...
My mom seemed confused for a moment...and then her face completely brightened with both shock and joy.
"Oh Arra! I think you've come into your inheritance!"
"My what?!"(
My mom wasn't listening anymore. She was too busy prattling on about mates and magic and love and things I didn't, nor want to understand at the moment. There was only one question in my mind; What the hell was my inheritance?
"And I just know he'll be a blonde! You've always had a soft spot for blond boys, you know. Yes, I can see him now! Tall, blonde and beautiful! Maybe with blue or green eyes-"
"Mom!" I cried, still completely overwhelmed. "I still don't know what my inheritance is! And why (italicize why) do you keep talking about boys?"
My mom laughed, waving her hand decisively, "Oh, sorry darling. I've gotten ahead of myself." She put her hands on my shoulders, a beaming smile on her face.
"Arra, you're half Veela. And it seems you've just come into your mating inheritance."
I swear, I almost choked
"I'm a…I've come into...what?!"