Filed to story: Sinful Mates (Imogen) Book by Jessica Hall
“There is nothing wrong with the house, your son is doing it. You would know, if you bothered to look at him,” I point out.
“You expect me to believe a baby is conjuring magic?” Tobias asks.
“Yep, he did it earlier but you two were too busy blaming me for upsetting him and weren’t listening.” I shrug.
They both come to the porch, looking up at me. “Witches can’t manifest magic till they are of age, Imogen. He is two months old.”
“Correct, he is two months old, I know when my son was born. But he isn’t a normal witch baby, Tobias, he is a tribrid. I also know that he is growing rapidly. What two-month-old is as big as a one-year-old and can sit up and nearly crawl? He is growing faster and beyond his age. The oracle even said she couldn’t predict what his future holds. Well now, we just got a glimpse.” I try to explain.
They still don’t believe me, seriously how thick can one be? As if on cue, Thaddeus starts giggling, and the lights start flickering faster. That’s when I realize his powers are manifesting from his emotions. He doesn’t even realize what he is doing, just feels the funny feeling of his magic tickling him, well until the darkness around the edges touches him like it did earlier.
I turn him around in my arms, so they can see for themselves. His eyes glow fluorescent green, sparkling, hypnotic eyes peer back at them. Tobias gasps, unable to believe his eyes. Theo is looking from the house to Thaddeus.
“I can’t believe not one of you noticed his eyes.” I can feel their shock through the bond.
“Well, when shit goes haywire in the house, my first priority is to get him out before the house combusts into flames,” Theo retorts.
I turn around, walking inside and going to the kitchen, making a bottle and putting the kettle on. “I think it is time some little boy goes to bed. It is way past your bedtime little man,” I tell him, preparing his formula.
“So, what do we do?” asks Theo, grabbing Thaddeus and holding him at arm’s length. Thaddeus seems to think it was quite funny.
“You’re not scared of him, are you Theo?” I chuckle.
“Of course not, but it is a little creepy.”
“Not as creepy as his bloodsucking father,” I retort.
“Seriously though, this can’t go on, this house is old. The wiring is ancient, I don’t think the place will hold if this keeps up.” Tobias states. I have been thinking of it when I was driving, trying to come up with a solution.
“Geez, Tobias, I don’t know. I didn’t exactly get an instruction book for a tribrid baby. They were all out of them at the store. Not that you would read it anyway.” I tell him.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” He says with a smirk on his face, as he leans back and places his hands behind his head.
“A little, I tried to tell you.” Theo walks over and takes the bottle from my hands. Thaddeus drinks his bottle hungrily. It explains why he is constantly hungry. He burns energy constantly and in return, it makes him feed more.
“I’m not sure, I have some idea but not sure how it works exactly or the effect it will have on him. I will have to get Astral’s opinion first. See what she thinks.”
“What are you thinking?” Tobias asks, leaning forward, and watching Theo rock Thaddeus to sleep, a concerned look on his face.
“Doing what my mother did, putting it in a talisman or amulet.” Tobias nods his head.
“Could work, we will speak to Astral tomorrow.” Theo walks over to me, and I see Thaddeus is asleep. I kiss his head before Tobias gets up, doing the same. Theo walks upstairs to put him in his crib.
When Theo comes back down, he starts making coffee. “So, we are speaking to Astral then?” He asks.
“Yep, and I’m going to tell her you said her magic is mumbo jumbo.” I tell him, chuckling to myself. He turns around, facing me. I prop myself up on the counter and he comes to stand in between my legs.
“I’m sorry about earlier,” he says, pecking my lips. When he goes to turn away, I wrap my legs around his waist, tugging him back, before draping my arms over his shoulders. A seductive smile plays on his lips and his eyes darken at my actions.
Theo’s lips go to my neck as he sucks and nips at my skin.
“I suppose, I’m making my own coffee then,” Tobias says, getting up and walking to the jug.
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