Stop!” Caleb yelled, breaking
through her hold.
The magic within her started to weaken, and yet with
Caleb’s help, he’d brought her real parents to her. They were standing near
him, smiling at her that sad smile that was so close to disappointment.
She looked at her father. His eyes were black, the
same black that hers went when she was using magic.
“I can’t stop,” she said.
“You can.”
Lucy shook her head. “You’re dead. You’re both dead.”
She wasn’t talking to Caleb but to her real parents, her birth parents.
“We’re beside you now. Let her go. Killing her will spiral you, Lucy.
This is not what was meant to happen. Listen to Caleb.”
“Lucy, baby, stop,” Caleb said.
“I’m talking to dead people.”
Her mother, her dead mother, touched her arm, and the
love, the sorrow, the pain, consumed her. She released Patricia and took a step
back.
Taking a deep breath, she stared down at her body and
saw the dress she wore was black, and her hair had turned black. Every part of
her was black; even her veins were pulsing black blood.
The magic had started to turn.
Her parents were standing there, staring at her. Caleb
looked relieved and made to come toward her.
“Come with us.”
Lucy looked at her mate, the man she loved. Caleb. He was
walking toward her with his friends behind him.
“He loves you, honey,” her mother said.
Guilt swamped her.
“Lucy,” Caleb said, taking a step toward her.
She shook her head. “No, don’t come near me.”
“I love you. We’re mates. I can help.”
“No. You can’t help. I’m the monster. Not you.” She looked behind her to her parents,
and knew she needed to get away from the man she loved. Caleb was in danger
while she was forever turning to the dark side of magic.
Making up her mind, she took a step toward him.
“Our date was amazing, Caleb. Being your mate is the
gift you should have given to someone else. I’m a danger here.” She pressed a
kiss to his lips. “I hope I can see you soon.”
In a blink of an eye, she was no longer standing in
front of Caleb, but she looked around as she seemed to be within clouds.
Had she been killed?
“We had to bring you here,” the woman said.
Turning around, she saw the two people who had been
beside her while she was ready to kill Patricia.
“You’re my parents?” she asked.
“We are,” he said. “My name is Andrew.”
“I’m Clarissa, honey.”
“You’re both dead?”
“We are dead, but we like to consider ourselves
guardian angels to you.”
Lucy rubbed at the mark on her neck. She wanted Caleb.
She was missing Caleb.
Mate.
“You did pick a good mate for yourself, honey. We’re
very proud that he finally realized that you were both mates,” Andrew said.
“Well, I was the one who called it first.” Clarissa
smiled. “He was just always around you. I’m surprised you didn’t see it first.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Clarissa, her birth mother, walked up to her, and
placed her hands on her head. “See what I see.”
Her eyes closed, and she was transported back over the
years to when she was a little girl. She saw it with fresh eyes. It was the day
that she was at the park. Adele and Kyle were talking with the Alpha, and there
Caleb was, staring at her. He was very protective of her, and he even helped
her build the sand castle.
Next they were in school, and she’d never known it
before, but Caleb sat close to her, and he kept Patricia away from her as much
as he could. Her birth mother took her down each memory lane, making her see
Caleb standing so close, or watching her from afar. When she fell out of the
tree, tears filled her eyes, and leaked down her face as he sat beside her,
holding her hand, reading to her.
He’s always been there, a part of her.
Finally, she saw herself through his eyes, and knew
without a shadow of a doubt that Caleb loved her more than anything. He loved
her. He cared about her, and they were a