CHAPTER 76

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CHAPTER 77

I blinked us to Dominick’s bedroom. With him lying in his bed, I lift the sleep rune I put on him. Even though he made no move, I did see the pain come back across his face. Running my fingers ever so lightly on his cheek, I tell him he is home now and that Sage will have him back as good as knew before long.

Throwing my senses out I search for my parents locating them in the library I decide to walk there instead of blinking myself into the room and maybe scaring the SHIT out of them, considering it has been months since they have seen me. I know I could lift my veal that I have been hiding myself with, and they would know I was here within seconds, but I’d rather see them for the first time on my terms.

Leaving Dominick my way down the long walkway I soak in the beauty of the place I have missed for months. The pictures of my ancestors covering the walls, the high ceilings all colored the mother of pearl. Gold Angel statues’ everything I have missed so much. I have missed my family and friends and can’t wait to see them. Most of all I have missed Case, and hope he will be as happy to see me as I know I will be to see him.

Going down the beautiful arched steps, I take a deep breath preparing myself for seeing my parents Harris and Summer Livingston, for the first time in over four months. I’m not sure if they will be happy to see me or if they will be mad because I left. Walking in the library, I see them both bent over the desk looking at something and talking with each other.

“Hello”…I said and watched as both heads lifted in my direction like they have seen a ghost. I stand there waiting for them to make the next move. Not sure how I will react if they start yelling at me or tell me to leave.

Ultimately, Summer started screaming running toward me; she pulls me into a hug. She is crying telling me how worried they have all been. How sorry she is and that she couldn’t believe I am home. She went on and on, and I let her. Hugging her back so hard it is a wonder she could breathe. When she eventually let me go Harris was standing next her. I see he is crying as well, this big powerful man the king of the keepers is crying. Wow I’m blown away.

Without saying a word I threw myself at him hugging him and telling him how much I missed him and how sorry I am for leaving the way I did. Pulling back from me, he looks me in the eyes and tells me he is the one that was sorry. That what he had done had been wrong, and I had every right to be angry with him. I tell him I forgave him for what did a long time ago, and that I knew he had only done what he thought was right. Next I tell them both about Dominick being alive and that he is in really bad shape, and we need to get Sage to him as fast as possible.

We blinked to Dominick’s bedroom, and Summer started crying again as soon as she sees the shape he is in. Harris calls for Sage immediately. Sage is there no sooner than the words leave Harris’s mouth. It shocks me when Sage hugs me and tells me it is good to have me back home. Then he goes to Dominick and start the process of healing him.

We left the room leaving Dominick in Sage’s capable hands. We went back to the dining room while Harris went to the kitchen and asked Douglass to bring out coffee. Summer and I have already sat down at the table by the time Harris walks back in the room. Sitting down he asked if I am ready to tell them how I not only found out Dominick was a live, but how I had gotten him back. I had only started to tell the story when Douglass walks in with the coffee.

Jumping up from the table I run around and hug Doug. He hugs me back in the awkward way he always does when I hugged him or joked and cut up with him. He acts like because my parents are the king and queen making me a princess by proxy he should treat me all formal. He gets really uncomfortable around me when I act like the other teenagers around here. You would think he would be over it after a year. Letting him go, I said, “it’s great to see you Doug, I’ve missed your cooking a lot.”

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