The Witch & The Hybrid

11-Isa

A month later.

Alright, so she didn't end up actually calling me. Sure, that was a little frustrating, overall. Had I really expected for her to call though? No. Why would she call or even text me? I literally met the woman, took her home, slept with her and that was what in the matter of five hours and then instead of telling her I had children kicked her out. If I really expected her to want anything more to do with me after that I had to be delusional because even, I knew how much of a d**k move it was.

On top of that, she was a witch. She didn't need to or have to deal with the bullshit things that I did like my wolf or even vampire sides. She had the ultimate freedom; she could live her life and be happy and do things that I couldn't do and in that regard, I was jealous of the woman. At the end of the day though I wished her well, though I knew at some point I'd have to get my ring back. That was something to worry about on another day though.

There was still this small part of me though that was really infuriated over the whole situation and had really wished that she somehow would have at least tried to contact me by now. Gods, was I f*****g teenage girl or something? You'd think I was with how much I was obsessing with this situation. It was almost sickening to know my wolf had me this stuck on her. I didn't even know her!

Wrapping my hands very slowly with my black athletic tape, I stared at the patter it was making as I tried to calm my thoughts down some. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at my stupid inner thoughts though and let out a sigh, I needed to calm down. Needed to stop obsessing over this damn situation. If she had wanted more or to even talk to him, she would've so wishing the situation was different was no better than wasting my own time on something really.

"She gets to make the choice, not us. Simple as that. We just need to have hope and patience."

I muttered the words to myself as if I were really trying to convince myself of this. As soon as I was done wrapping up my hands, I walked towards the punching bag I had set up and stared at it blankly for a moment. Zoning in on it slowly, I got myself into a proper position and started punching. One after another with a force I normally didn't use. I was angry and frustrated and confused by all of this and over just angry with myself.

After I had lost Mia? Well I swore that I wasn't ever going to do this kind of s**t again. Sleeping around? That was fine and fun. I could just get the edge off for a night then, nothing permanent. But this... This wasn't the f*****g plan. It wasn't like me. Yet here I was angry as f**k and a little too deep for my own good. Was I ever going to tell anyone fully how I felt? Probably not at all.

Maybe Dahlia on second thought. She just always managed to get the information from me and make me talk about whatever was on my mind even when i didn't want to talk about it. I would've easily accused her of being some sort of mind reader or influence if it weren't for the fact that I knew for sure she was a Spirit Fey.

That was always the price of drinking alcohol wasn't it though? It made you lose all normal function and soon enough you'd been going and telling anyone willing to listen about every detail of your life. That being said, I knew damn well that I was not drunk when I met Zen or made any of those choices that night. Buzzed a little bit but not drunk.

"She's ours."

The hell she was. She was a human being, capable of her own choices. A woman we'd just met who could make up whether or not she wanted to do something. That little voice in the back growling at me telling me to fix things because she's ours? It wasn't gonna cut it.

"Shut the f**k up!" I hissed.

In response to my choice of words I could hear a faint growl and ignored it, swinging a hell of a lot harder than I had originally intended at that same moment I watched as the bag ripped and fell with a loud thud onto the ground. I paused, shook my head and let out a string of curses that made me so very happy that my kids were nowhere near me. Crouching down from where I had been standing, I stared at the bag. A thin veil of sweat covered my body, and I realized that I had been going at it pretty hard for a while now.

Looking down at my knuckles I could see the red starting to bleed through them and sighed loudly. I cracked my knuckles open on top of it. I really needed to get my damn head out of my ass so I could focus more. This wasn't helping me any with clearing it clearly and I was only getting more distracted as the days went on.

On top of things with her I was already so stressed out from things because Alexion had informed me about an attack on the Neri pack. A rather disgusting and horrible attack at that, and all I could do was keep going on daily and not tell the kids so they weren't to panic but also restrict where they were going a little more. I was stressed the f**k out because of it all. Then at that same moment a fleeting thought passed my mind that made me flinch.

What if the hunters had attacked her coven? What if her witches were harmed? What if the reason Zen hadn't messaged me back was because she was hurt herself? No. Nope. This, this right here? This was where that was going to stop because I couldn't be adding onto my own stress that I was dealing with like this especially over some girl that I didn't know. I was f*****g stupid.

Grabbing the punching back, I grunted as I stood up slowly and started hauling it into a far corner, sighing once it was properly put up. Leaning my head against the wall, I closed my eyes and focused fully on my breathing. This was only going to get worse with time and I knew it was. My wolf was beyond enamored by her and it wasn't letting go at all. I hated it, I couldn't control that side of me very well to begin with, I never was able to but for it to be the one that chose someone?

I felt like I was going to go insane if I couldn't find a way to fix this. If I couldn't protect my family or see her again and it was some real bullshit.