-Micah-
I turned upon hearing my name. "Aunt Jess," I moved forward to give her a hug. "Is she fine?" "I think I scared her. In actual fact, I’m scaring myself," I said, concerned. She confirmed that Enigmia was fine and was busy reading. “I changed her name for the trip with the hope you would not recognize her,” she admitted. I stared at her for a while before speaking, “I did not recognize her at first, but up close, her eyes…” Before I finished she spoke up. “You are acting strange, what is going on with you, Micah?” she asked. My gaze went to the ground and I pushed my fingers through my hair. Shaking my head, “I don’t understand, I keep losing control around her, she… she consumes my every being in a way I can’t explain.” When I looked up towards Jess, I saw the shock in her face. “Do you know anything about this Jess?” She seemed conflicted, "Micah, Enigmia, is a Tribrid", "currently she is suppressing herself to hide the other parts of her, she is part of a very dangerous prophecy, I have to find her true mate to see if I can save her."
My eyes squinted as my head tilted sideways, giving Jess a dangerous stare, “Her true mate,” I said in a dangerously low tone. I did not like the sound of that. I knew the word 'mate' meant her other half, but when she said that out loudly, I felt my body tense. No man has any right to touch her. "Yes, Micah, if she does not find him, the others will find her and her life will never be the same." "If this prophecy takes effect, she has the strength to end this world." I took a step closer to her, “Jess, I will not allow another man to touch her, do you understand.”
"And exactly why is that Micah?" "Is there something you are not telling me?" She came back challenging me. I don’t know whether jealousy took over, but my anger was out of place just thinking of another man’s hands on her. I saw her taking a step towards me, squinting her eyes, "Tell me Micah, have you touched her?" "Did you feel anything? Because your behavior is telling me that you have feelings towards her."
“Are you challenging me, Jess?” I gave her a warning look, but she did not seem the slightest bothered by it. She just watched me as if trying to figure out something. "Fine, Micah, if her presence bothers you that much, I will send her and Belle to Paris, I do need to let her …"
"Over my dead body, he shouted, standing right in front of me, looking downward." "Don’t test me Jess." Her mouth hung open. “Micah you are in a relationship, you can not keep her prisoner, she needs to find….” I cut her off again “her mate”, I heard her the first time, and it just does not sit right with me.
"Sheri, is mated to a supernatural person. I’m trying to stall things as her father is trying to marry her off to anyone interested. Her mate would be fetching her when the time is right. He told her it would be before she got married," I told Jess. I should not have confessed, s**t, but I could not let her take Enigmia away. If she mentioned taking her away once more, I might lose it completely. "Fine, do what you need to do, Micah, but if you suspect that you might be her mate, you better not take your time as it puts her in danger." "If you break her heart she will go through very bad experiences, and I swear if you hurt her I will…" I smirked at her, she really got attached to Enigmia, making me more relaxed, knowing she would do anything to protect her. "I promise Jess," I confirmed before she ended her sentence, "give me a few days to understand what my body is doing, but no one touches her." "I will have to inform Sheri so we can make adjustments to our plans." She watched me carefully, “Micah, you better be sure because if you choose her, you will have to give up all of this, they will not accept her,” she stated before turning to leave. I looked at her walking down a narrow road and then she disappeared.
Fuck, she was right. I had to choose between the village and Enigmia, there was no way I would be able to have both. She deserved so much more than me, but I just could not get over the fact that she might belong to someone else. I eventually reached my room and fell onto the bed. My problems just doubled, but I knew I would not be able to let her go. At the same time, I did promise Sheri to get her out of her problem as well. I rubbed my head with my fingers. My mind was so overwhelmingly busy I did not see sleep coming soon. No matter which way I tried my scenario, it just seemed impossible to achieve. There must be a way out of this. Her frightened face when she ran away from me still affected me. It was as if someone put my heart in a vice and kept turning. I could not bear seeing her that way.
My mind kept going to Jess’ words: “Before the others start looking for her.” What f*****g others. I knew I could not let that happen. I had already accepted her from the moment she entered that boardroom. I now know more as to why, but I still had a lot of questions that needed answering. That was the one thing I never understood about witches. Jess was a good person, but they loved speaking in riddles, never saying things straight forward. It made things more complicated.
I decided to get out of the room and made my way to our library. I took a few books on supernaturals, especially those that had to do with the bond. I hid them in my backpack on my way back to the room, no need for anyone to know what I was looking into. It might just cause more complications on the way.
I worried what I would do when the two weeks were over. I don’t think I would be able to watch her leave. My heart gave another vice grip: how do they live with these feelings? It was intense, to love someone so much you would give up your very own life just for their well-being, but in my case, if I understood Jess correctly, I could not let her go or her life would be in danger. How do I choose her if our relationship will put us in danger in any way? No matter what I chose, she would be put in danger and I could not stand the thought of it.