“There’s no other thing it could be,” I told her.
Instead of freaking out like most people would in finding out you could hear another person’s thoughts, Isabella had the biggest smile on her face as she cupped my face and planted a kiss on my lips.
“It’s nice to think that maybe fate’s been on my side a little after all,” she pulled back and said.
“So, you’re happy?”
“I’m so happy, Sebastian. I’m so glad I almost tripped over you sleeping on the floor.”
I laughed. “Me too.”
Thirty-Seven
Isabella
Sebastian nudged me forward with his palm as we stood at the bottom of the steps. I gave him a reluctant gaze over my shoulder. I blinked, then tried batting my eyes at him.
“It’s okay, Izzie,” he reassured me, but I wasn’t sure.
“She might not have meant it,” I tried to tell him.
He shook his head. “Nope. She meant it. The witch knew about us, Harvest, and the choices I’d have to make.Everything.She doesn’t seem like the type to say something she didn’t mean.” Walking ahead of me, he latched onto my wrist and pulled me up the steps with him. “Come on, I’m right here with you.”
Now, that did reassure me. I smiled and let him lead me.
A week had gone by since Sebastian had come home for good. The last seven days had been complete and utter bliss. He still had to go into the human world every day, but now that things were somewhat back to normal, he took me with him. It was still strange to see him deal with death, but it felt like he was taking me on an adventure every day and I loved that. There was so much to being a Reaper and I suddenly admired them, especially my sloth. I never cared to learn about them before, but now I couldn’t imagine my life without this one.
Nine months?
I refused to believe that was all the time I had left with him. And Sebastian even saw the truth himself in his very bones with glimpses of the future, and yet, he refused to believe it too.
He thought there might be a way for hope. I prayed he was right because I no longer wished for dreams. He gave me a beautiful reality, so I’d keep hoping for our future.
“Isabella,” I stopped when I heard Melinda’s voice at the top. I relaxed the moment I saw the tranquil expression on her face. One could say she was somewhat pleased. “We’ve been waiting.”
I looked to Sebastian just as he looked to me. He grinned. “Told you.”
I smiled, and we hurried up the steps.
The possibilities of a coven and sister witches greeted me every step of the way.
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“You’ve tamed the darkness, I see,” Melinda whispered as she seated us at a table. She had introduced me to several witches, and I found myself growing more and more excited.
“Still deadly,” I told her as I held up my gloved hands. “But yes, no one has the power to control me any longer. Notever.”I bit the last word out rather darkly.
She glanced at Sebastian and nodded. “You did good, sloth.”
“But not enough… In nine months—”
“I am aware,” she informed him.
“Then, you know of a way—”
She kept interrupting him. “It’s out of your hands, you can do nothing else.”
“I won’t accept that,” he hissed.
