Promises from a Forswearer. The Hemerwig Series.

Ch. 23-Magic Resolutions

Caleb’s POV

  I’m surrounded by piles of dusty books and three cups of cold coffee. I groan from frustration and throw another book across the room. Nothing is helping me right now. I just want to know if carrying wizard blood is hurting Thalia or if me being with her will hurt her. I realized a few hours ago that Thalia being a mixed breed doesn’t change how I feel for her. I just can’t stop loving her over this but if I’m hurting her, I will definitely remove myself out of the equation. I just want to make sure nothing happens to her.

  “Damnit,” I say while spilling coffee. I’m looking through old books to see if anything like this has happened before. Is this a curse? Is this a sign? Is Thalia going to be okay?

    Thalia seemed like she’s willing to be this species and I can’t help but love her even more for that. Thalia knows she’s different, and yet she still managed to keep that smile on her face around me. How could she do that? Nothing is making sense though. I should hate Thalia just because of that wizard part of her. I’m still a little confused about why I don’t.

    I look up at the picture of my mom and dad on the wall. Grams says mom hates this picture because she’s pregnant, but I can tell that Mom’s glowing with Dad’s arms around her. I just don’t understand Mom. If one of you were here I’m sure things would make sense. You could give me some advice and then my head wouldn’t be swirling. My head and my heart feel like they’re miles apart. What should I do? I hear a light nock on the door and grunt. Who in the world could this be?

  “What did you do?” someone asks. When I look back, I see Sage in the doorway. I groan before telling him to leave.

  “I can’t do that. I heard Thalia crying so what did you do,” he asks again.

  “I haven’t done anything. This isn’t your concern so go to bed,” I tell Sage. What am I going to do with Sage? Is he a mixed breed like Thalia? Thalia says he doesn’t know that she’s a mixed breed so what can I really say to him?

  “So why are you in here while my sister is alone? Didn’t I make myself clear that if you hurt her, I will kill you,” he asks.

     I glare at Sage before saying, “I’m tired, I’m frustrated, and if you can’t tell I don’t have time for your games. If you have something to say damn it just say it.”

    Sage just shakes his head before saying, “Thalia loves you more than anyone can. Just remember that.” Sage closes the door behind him and I growl. Does he think I don’t know that?

  ‘Do you? You treated my mate like scum,’ my inner wolf says.

  “I did not!” I exclaim out loud. I curse before rubbing my eyes. I didn’t mean to be so cold to Thalia. I was just shocked. I don’t even know what I’m looking for anymore.

   I thought that my mate would be different. I dreamed that she would be like those women on television that do everything for their husbands. I thought that my mate would be soft spoken and polite and proper like Grams said my mother was. I’m not saying I that I thought she would be perfect because I’m not perfect. I just thought my mate would be everything Thalia’s not.

  ‘But she is our mate and because she’s everything we didn’t expect she’s perfect.’

   I throw a mug against the room and hear it shatter. Shut up! I know that Thalia’s my mate and I know that I think she’s perfect, but does that matter? She’s too different from anything I’ve ever dreamed of. I don’t think I can handle that. I hear another knock and I growl.

  “What,” I demand while turning around. I see Dalton standing in the door way before looking at the chair across from me.

  “Can I come in,” he asks. Well isn’t this just perfect. Here comes another problem that I have to fix.