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“So basically, you just came out here to give me more questions than answers?”
“No, I came out here to tell you that in two nights time, you will do what you swore you would never, and that I need you to convince Belle to transition.”
I got jack shit sleep last night, I’m moody and irritated, and have been snapping at everyone all morning. I can’t just sit here and do nothing; Callie won’t even look at me and the guilt I feel about this whole situation is killing me. I’m also pissed, because I woke up to an empty bed and found out that Belle had left to go for a walk with Alexander so they couldtalk. She should have spoken to me about this before leaving!
“Brother, you have a face like a smacked ass.” I glare at Creed from my seat on the porch step. The beefy fucker drops down beside me and hands me a sandwich, I want to refuse but Bex growls, so I take it and scarf it down. “I heard you and Alex talking last night.” I stiffen.
“And?”
“I don’t know what to make of what he said. I heard the truth in his words about Belle, is that a risk you want to take?” I deflate at the reminder.
“I don’t know, what happens to my kid? Will it be okay if she becomes a vampire? Will she still be her?” I have all these questions and I can’t seem to regulate a fucking proper emotion because I’m so sidetracked constantly thinking about this shit with Sky. The guilt I feel is eating away at me daily, and I don’t know how much more I can take before I break!
“I can’t answer any of those, I wish I could, but I can’t. I know you have a lot on your plate with everything that is going on, so don’t beat yourself up too much. Let’s deal with the Sky situation first, huh?” A relieved sigh escapes me.
“Okay.”
“What’s the plan?”
“I don’t have one.” I admit.
“Well, we have the day to come up with one, where do you want to start?”
Chapter thirty-one
Belle
Wecontinuetostrollalong a worn path through the wooded area surrounding the house, birds chirp and wildlife tracks can be spotted. I was in shock when Alexander asked me if I would take a walk with him, I didn’t want to disturb Cairo because I know he hasn’t been sleeping, so I asked the others to tell him of my where abouts. I know he will be angry, but honestly, if this is going to work between us, he has to trust my judgment. Alexander has made sure to keep enough space between us, so his close proximity doesn’t set off a vision. I have so many questions for him in regard to my visions, but I haven’t the courage to ask him. I know that seems stupid, since I’m literally out in the woods with a stranger, but a part of me trusts him. The man could kill me a hundred times over, but hasn’t, so that has to count for something, right?
“Do you mind if we sit?” I nod and follow him over to a patch of grass beneath a huge tree, he leans back and stretches his long legs out in front of him. I sit cross legged and pluck at the blades of grass to give me something to do other than sitting here awkwardly. “If you have questions, I’m happy to answer them?” His tone is light and inviting, it calms my nerves slightly, allowing me time to conjure up the courage for my questions.
“How can I control the visions?” I ask without meeting his gaze.
“That’s a catch twenty-two situation, it can be done, but it takes practice, and a lot of it.”
“So, I’m screwed?” He chuckles.
“No, not at all.”
“If I become a shifter though, that means I won’t have to worry about them, right?” I turn to him, and when a look of hesitation passes through his gaze, dread starts to pool in my belly.
“I don’t want to lie to you Belle––.”
“Then don’t!”
“If you choose to shift, your baby will die, you won’t last the term of your pregnancy, because the child will drain your life force.” To say I’m in shock is an understatement, my mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water. “Your only option is to activate your vampire side––.”
“No!” I snap whilst shaking my head vigorously.
“You don’t have a choice; I had hoped to arrive before you and him…mingled.” I cringe at his innuendo.
“Well, you didn’t, plus how the hell would I activate my shifter side? I’m over eighteen, and isn’t that the cutoff date or something?” He smiles but it’s a sad one.
“Witchcraft my dear.” I scrunch my face in confusion. “I know a few witches and would have asked them to perform a spell that pulled your wolf out and muted your vampire side.”
“Where’s my mother?” I blurt out, I’m startled at the question that came out of me, I slap a hand over my mouth. Sadness lingers in his features for a long while, before he answers, the tone of his voice is coated in heartbreak.
“Your mother died giving birth to you.” That stings, I have lived with the guilt of thinking I killed my mother since I was young, and now, I thought maybe if my real mom was alive, it would wash away the guilt, I was wrong. “She was amazing, a force to be feared and adored, all at the same time. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on.”
