Filed to story: Sinful Mates (Imogen) Book by Jessica Hall
“How is my angel today?” He asks.
“Good, daddy.”
“When are you going to let me out?” He asks, flicking the TV in the corner of his cell off. He asks every time I come down here, hoping I will release him. My father doesn’t understand he is safest here.
“Soon, but I need to tell you something, please understand. It’s about Imogen.”
His head perks up. I have never mentioned her to him since I trapped him here. The love and excitement that burns brightly in his eyes make me a little jealous. But it is time he knows about what has become of his daughter, time he finds out she gave him an adorable grandson.
Imogen
The next week passes by quickly, Astral comes by a few times to teach me about my magic. To say it has been a learning experience is an understatement. My magic has no limits and is extremely hard to control once the darkness takes over.
Astral has been teaching me how to regulate my breathing, and self-hypnosis to calm myself. The darkness is there, I can feel it, but it doesn’t taint me the way it did before. Astral seems to think it is because I have found my grounding place. Something to hang onto when I feel myself slipping away.
Even with learning control, Theo and Tobias don’t give me any rest, constantly watching and hovering, it is starting to get on my nerves. We have been arguing a lot and no matter how much I tell them I’m fine, they don’t listen.
They can both feel the darkness inside me, and it scares them. They should feel scared, it is dark and twisted and all-consuming, but with Astral’s help I have it managed and under control. If anyone is struggling, it is Theo. The more he feeds off me, the more severe his mood swings have been.
Astral believes Theo might become addicted to my magic, the same way it affected me, changing him to his most primal urges. So, I haven’t let him feed off me for two days now, which makes Tobias hover over me every time I have Thaddeus, and eventually I’m going to snap.
I have remained quiet over it, tried to ignore it and even bitten my tongue, but eventually it will become too much. I don’t need them mothering me, suffocating me. I just need them to be there when I need them, and right now I feel smothered.
I’m about to go to war with Bianca; I don’t want to be fighting them at home.
Astral and I have just come in from training. She has been teaching me how to control the surrounding elements, mainly air. Ways to manipulate it and I’m pretty good with it now, it feels comfortable. Not like the time we worked with fire, which is angrier and when I first started learning, we both nearly lost our eyebrows that first day. I singed Tobias’ precious garden and burnt a hole in his perfectly manicured lawn.
Saying goodbye to Astral, I watch as she drives down the driveway before turning and heading inside. The moment I step inside, I can hear Tobias and Theo arguing over something. Thaddeus is upstairs stirring, so I walk upstairs to check on him.
Opening the bedroom door, he is laying in his new crib, watching his mobile go round.
“Hey precious boy,” I say, looking down at him. He smiles his big gummy grin and coos back. Leaning in, I pick him up and he instantly looks around the room.
He has become very alert, and being a Tribrid baby he is growing faster than a normal human child. Sitting on the end of the bed, I feel his butt and realize his diaper is quite full. I can still hear Theo and Tobias arguing over something that happened at work.
Apparently, Theo snapped at one of the workers and they quit. Now, the worker has threatened legal action against the company for workplace bullying.
Laying Thaddeus down, I notice his eyes look slightly different, there is something off about him. Pulling his onesie off, I watch closely, and his eyes flicker and I jump back, startled. His green eyes spark before they go completely black like he is possessed.
“Tobias, Theo, come here!” I call out, slightly nervous about our son’s behavior.
They don’t hear me, too busy arguing; I roll my eyes at them. I change his bum, watching as his eyes go back to normal, deciding I must be seeing things. I shake the thought away.
Maybe I’m more tired than I thought. I quickly dress him and pick him up, when suddenly the entire house is plunged into darkness. Shit, a blackout. As I turn to walk to the door, the lights turn back on and I hear Thaddeus cackle.
“Did you just cackle baby boy?” I coo, looking at him only his eyes are black again.
I watch as he cackles before shoving his hand in his mouth and the power goes out again. My heart rate quickens, and I realized it is Thaddeus doing it.
“Babe, where are you?” I hear Theo sing out.
I roll my eyes and yell back “Upstairs!” Suddenly, the lights turn on again, and I gasp at what I see. All the furniture is floating like in some ghostly horror movie.
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