The White Witch's Vampire Mates

Walkers

Liam POV

When I saw Mikayla sitting by the water, I knew I was in trouble. When she turned to me with those gorgeous bright violet eyes of hers and smiled the most beautiful smile that I have ever seen, I fell completely head over heels in love with her. She is the air that I breathe. I can't imagine my life without her, nor do I even want to try.

No, she has not cast a spell on me in any way to make me love her. A little-known fact about vampires is that we can smell magic just like we smell blood. If Mikayla had cast a spell on me, I would have smelled it on me. I just never thought I would have a witch for a blood mate, much less love one. Interestingly, her scent is different from the smell of her magic, which is another reason I know that she hasn't cast a spell on me. Her scent is the most delicious lavender sandalwood. Her magic smells like lilac.

I feel guilty for conspiring with Seth about killing Mikayla for her land. I feel even worse for thinking of passing her around to the rest of us. I also feel guilty that I wasn't here to protect her. She had been through hell, which she shouldn't have gone through.

When Mikayla crawled on my lap, I didn't know what to do, so I did the only thing I could think of and wrapped my arms around her. She immediately relaxed and felt safe. It was the best feeling in the world, having her in my arms.

Weirdly, when I heard Mikayla's voice in my head, it didn't freak me out at all. It was the most natural thing in the world. This bond that we share already is so different. It could be because Mikayla is a witch, but I don't know. Something we will have to find out later when things calm down.

 I was surprised that she was willing to tell me about what had happened to her. I knew that she felt ashamed, and that was why she couldn't look me in the eye when she told me. She did what she needed to do to survive, nothing more. I was so enraged by what he had done to Mikayla that I had to calm down before she looked at me. I was afraid that I would frighten her or make her think that I was angry at her or blamed her for what happened. Never in my life had I wanted to rip someone's throat and heart out simultaneously, precisely what I will do to him.

Mikayla POV

As I focus on the bond forming between Liam and me, I can sense that he genuinely loves me. I also feel regret there. I am not entirely sure what the guilt is for, but no doubt, it has to do with Seth. When we first laid eyes on each other, I could swear that he didn’t like me very much, and now we are here. Everything is moving quickly, maybe too fast. I haven’t had a chance to digest any of this.

I take a deep breath. I don't want to go and face my friends, who are my family. I still feel so ashamed of what happened and overwhelmed with everything that is going on with Liam. In my heart, I know that they won't judge me or think any less of me. However, I know that they will want to know what happened and what is going on. I am not willing to tell them what happened, and I am not entirely sure what is going on.  It was hard enough to tell Liam what happened to me. He is the only one that needs to know.

As we leave my bedroom to go to the backyard, Liam grabs my hand and gently holds it. Holding his hand gives me the strength and courage to go out and face my family.

As we walk out on the deck in the backyard, holding hands, all eyes turn to us. I can feel that Seth is livid and glaring at us. We make our way to some chairs and take a seat.

"Thank you, everyone, for coming to my aid this morning. For those of you that don't know, this is Liam. Yes, he is my blood mate." I tell everyone.

"How are you doing?" Gabby asks

"Not well. I have a lot to work through. Though in time, I will be good again." I tell Gabby

"What happened?" Trey asks, looking intently at Liam

"I'm not willing to talk about what took place. I will say this though, Liam had nothing to do with what happened. If anything, he saved my life.".

"Joe, you wanted to tell me something about my dreams," I say as I look at Joe. I wanted to switch topics before I got even more questions about what happened or what was going on.

Joe POV

I wasn't expecting an audience when I told Mikayla about her dreams. However, I am used to giving lectures, so this shouldn't be a problem.

"Dreamwalkers are what humans call people who can visit other people's dreams or can glean information from the dream plane. Some have claimed to go to different realms, dimensions, or even realities. For most humans, this does not come naturally. It takes time and practice.  For supernaturals, this comes naturally to you all."

"Disclaimer, this next part is just a working theory. I have not been able to find evidence to support my idea." I let everyone know. I know this is going to raise a few eyebrows.

"Go ahead, Joe," Mikayla encourages

"Here goes nothing. I believe that not all supernaturals are from this world. I believe some of them are from other realms, realities, or dimensions. Many of the supernaturals pre-date humans by millions of years." I say

"Wait, how can this be?" Trey asks

"Early supernaturals were able to colonize this realm or reality or dimension. I believe that they were dreamwalkers or I as I call them walkers, and could visit different realms, dimensions, and realities using their consciousness. They would scope out the various places to colonize. When they found the places they wanted to inhabit, they would open a portal and send the colonist to start a settlement." I tell everyone.

"This is total nonsense," Seth says, irritated.

"Not really. Our bodies are just shells that house our soul, essences, consciousness, or whatever you would like to call it. So, why isn't it possible to leave our bodies and walk." I answered Seth

"Okay. I get what you are saying, and I understand it. However, what does this have to do with my dreams." Mikayla tells me.

"I believe that you are a walker. If I were a betting man, I would say that you have been walking your entire life or very close to it." I tell Mikayla

"So, you saying that I am walking somewhere each night and not dreaming?" Mikayla asks me

"Yes and no. No, you are not dreaming. Nor are you necessary walking either. Walkers can enter other people's dreams. Where they can manipulate and influence people. What I believe to be happening is that whoever this man is can enter your dreams. Once he is in your dreams, he can manipulate and influence you and your dream, but he cannot control your dream. He uses fear and terror to keep you off balance, so you aren't aware of what is going on. Because if you are aware, then you can control what happens." I tell Mikayla

"How is he able to hurt Mikayla's physical body?" Liam asks

"Again, by using fear and terror, he is influencing Mikayla to think that it is real. The power of thought is potent. When we believe that we are physically hurt, it will manifest itself on our physical bodies." I tell Liam.

"One thing that I don't understand is how he found me or knows about me," I tell Joe

"I am not entirely sure about that. The only thing that I can think of is at one time or another, your paths crossed. How or when I can’t say. Let me ask you this, are you aware that you are a walker?" I ask Mikayla

"Honestly, it sounds familiar. I don't remember. However, it would make sense and explain why I know some of the things that I do. Why wouldn't I remember, though?" I ask Joe

"I don't have an answer for that. The only thing that I can think of is that something happened during one of your walks that made you forget or, more than likely, someone wanted you to forget. Hence, if you forgot you were a walker, you would be more open to your dreams being invaded." I tell her.

"Is there a way that I can protect Mikayla and prevent him from entering her dreams?" Liam asks.

"I have part of that answer, but not the full answer. I have four stone statues that need to be charged with a spell and then buried in the north, south, east and west corners of the house. The statues will create a sort of barrier, which will make it difficult for him to invade Mikayla's dreams. I believe the other part of the answer may have to do with you, Liam." I say

"How can I protector?" Liam asks.

"I don't have an answer for that. However, I believe Ms. Memphis does. She should be here soon to shed some more light on what is going on." I tell Liam.

I can see the wheels in Mikayla’s head-turning. I know that I have given her a lot of information. I hope it is enough for her to protect herself and figure out what is going happening.

Seth POV

What does this human know? Nothing. I am barely able to keep it together. I want to rip out his throat so that he will shut up. I need to think. Liam thinks that Mikayla is his blood mate. There is no way in hell that he is. Mikayla must have cast a spell on him. However, I don't smell her magic on him or any magic for that matter. It doesn't matter. I need to get him away from Mikayla so that he can think straight again. I need him to go through with our plan if I am ever going to get my hands on this land. At the moment, he seems to care about the witch. I need to make sure that he doesn’t’ feel anything for the witch other than hatred. So, I will have to think of something to tear them apart that will get him to hate her. Otherwise, he will not be able to kill her. I need her dead to get the land.  

"Well, this has been entertaining, and all; however, Liam and I need to go," I say, looking at Liam. Not hiding my

"I am staying. I don't want to leave Mikayla. I need to be here to protect her." Liam tells me. How dare he. I am an ancient one, and I am to be obeyed, not dismissed.

"Liam, we have things to discuss," I tell him through gritted teeth.

"No, we don't. I need to stay with my blood mate." Liam tells me.

Before I can push the issue any further, a portal of swirling blue colors opens up in the backyard. A woman steps out of the portal and smiles up at us all.