Whenever Amelie Thornbrook came to visit, Anastasia made it her mission to avoid the woman like a plague; the two didn't have the best relationship and so when mother dearest was around, she tried to tell Ana how to run her own Coven, as if the elder Thornbrook was given the title of regent instead of her. Coven talk, no matter what the subject was referring to, always brought tension and the witch knew it was because her great grandmother had decided to hand the Coven over to her after her grandmother had retired instead of her mother who'd been waiting for the day that she became regent ever since she was a child. You could only imagine the shock on both Ana and her mother’s faces when Anastasia was named the new leader of the Coven. Her mother was furious; her father, on the other hand, was ecstatic. He was human and wasn't very fond of the witches as he had grown up to dislike them and every other species, however, that didn't stop him from falling in love with the then regent’s daughter. It was a love story that no one really cared for and some believe it was the sole reason Ana was regent instead. The jealousy was there, the witch could feel it every time she was in close proximity of her mother hence why she typically tried to avoid her whenever she'd come visit the estate.
"Anastasia!" A high pitched, quite annoying voice screeched, or that was what it sounded like to her, from behind her as Ana was in the middle of trying but failing to leave Coven grounds so she wouldn't have to face the woman. However, her efforts seemed to be unsuccessful as she stopped in her tracks, let out a sigh, and reluctantly turned to face the devil herself.
"Yes, mother?" Anastasia questioned with a dry tone as she approached her mother who decided to ignore the tone in her voice as well as the unhappy look that adorned her features. Amelie made a come here gesture with her index finger before turning around and heading towards Ana's office, the female following right behind until the two entered her office, closing the door behind her and turning to her mother, arms crossed over her chest as she waited for her to speak up.
Her mother paced in front of the desk for a bit, causing Ana to look on in confusion but remaining silent, nonetheless. "I'd hoped this day wouldn't come." Amelie muttered, causing her daughter to become even more confused then she already was and as if sensing the confusion, spoke up again. "Centuries before you were born, I had a child with a man that I thought loved me." She began, shaking her head as memories flooded her head. "Turns out I was just attracted to him because he was a warlock and not some human." A dry laugh followed her words. "I had wronged this boy all throughout his life because he reminded me of his father and one night, he was attacked by a vampire, turning him into what he is today; a heretic and the moment he turned, he came for me." Amelie explained, pausing to look at her daughter; Ana had several emotions running through her eyes, one of which was complete and utter surprise. How could she do such a thing and never tell her about it? This meant she had a half-brother. Before Ana could question her regarding those very thoughts, her mom spoke up again. "He killed me and I don't blame him for doing what he did because I was a living nightmare to be around. Our ancestors decided to give me a chance and resurrect me but I was to stay as far away from him as possible even though I want nothing more than to apologize for how I've treated him." Amelie sighed, softly. "You have a half-brother and he's closer than you may think, Anastasia." With that being said, her mother pulled out a picture from her pocket and held it up. "Recognize him?"
As her green hues took in the picture, a moment later they widened a fraction. "That's Jacob." Ana said, her eyes flickering from the picture her mother held in front of her face to her mother. "So, let me get this straight," she gave her mom a look, one that was so intense it nearly made the woman flinch, "Jacob, my second in command, is also my half-brother?" It would take a moment for this all to sink in but when it did, Ana was furious. She was 26, this wasn't something that should've been kept from her for 26 years.
In response to the question that wasn't really a question but more of a statement, Amelie nodded. "He is, but honey.." Anastasia cut her mother off by holding up a hand, completely silencing her. "Please leave." Usually, her mom wouldn't listen to such commands coming from her daughter, but she could tell keeping something this important from her had hurt. However, before leaving, she needed to tell Ana something just as important as the bomb she'd just dropped; "I'll go but before I do, there's something else you should know." Ana nodded for her mother to continue. "Jacob knows you're his half-sister." And with that, Amelie turned and left the room as well as the estate all together with a gaping Anastasia behind her. So, he knew she was his half-sister? So, why hadn't he said anything? This seemed to be the cherry on top, so she quickly left her office, heading towards the meeting room where a council meeting was currently going on, one she decided not to be a part of seeing as she had more important things to deal with.
The regent pushed open the doors to the meeting room, catching the attention of everyone inside. "Everybody out." Ana commanded and though they were clearly confused, everyone did as they were told, exiting the room. However, when Jacob moved to do the exact same thing, she spoke up. "Not you." She slammed the door shut once the last council member had left the room, crossing her arms over her chest with an unhappy expression across her features. "When were you going to tell me that you're my half-brother?" She questioned. "And how the hell could you keep something like this from me?" She was slightly hurt that everyone seemed to think it was okay to keep secrets from her.