Chapter 26

Savannah's POV

We arrived ten minutes early. They were nowhere in sight. I got out of the car with Maddie and decided to stand on the porch. The minutes felt like hours. I was a mess and everybody in a mile radius could feel that. Then a car turned the corner and stopped in front of the house. They actually came. A beautiful woman came into sight. She couldn't have been older than 30 and a wave of sadness and disappointment washed over me. She couldn't have been my mother. Then I saw the man. He was around 30 also, not my father. I took a deep breath and forced a smile.

“Hello, are you the owners?”

“Hi, yes and you must be Savannah.”

“Yes and she's my friend, Maddie.”

“Let's go in and then we can talk.”

“Sure.”

They were the first ones through the door. Maddie looked at me with a sad smile. She knew what I was thinking. I pretended to be interested in the house. It didn't seem like it'd been abandoned for more than two decades.

“We know you're not here for the house. You're here for us.”

“Uhm, and who's us?”

“I’m Christina and he's Oliver Benett. I think you know who we are.”

“And who do you think I assume you to be?”

“Your parents and we are. Why don't we sit down?”

“This must be some kind of sick joke. You cannot be older than 30. I'm 25 so I'm just gonna let you do the math.”

“No, sweetie. Neither of us are 30 years old even though we look like a couple in their 30s. I'm actually 49 and Oliver here is 437 years old. We're not human, but you must've guessed that. You discovered your heritage.”

“What proof do you have?”

“What would it take you to believe us?”

“Anything that can prove the truth.”

“I'll show you one of my memories. That'll clear everything up.”

“Okay, but first, what are you?”

“I'm a witch, just like you are. Though you have a little more spice to you. We'll get to that later.”

“Okay, and what is he?”

“I'm an angel, my darling daughter. Let your mother show you the memory and then we'll answer all your questions.”

“Fine. What do I have to do?”

“Nothing, just watch and listen.”

This was not expected. I've learnt not to get surprised hearing more and more impossible information. Their auras showed love, longing and so many more positive emotions. Then my ‘mother’ grabbed my hands and suddenly I could see something. It was a memory.

*“I don't want to do this, but we have no choice. She has to survive and grow up.”

*“I know, love. This is her best option. We'll meet her again, now knock on that door.”

*“How can I help?”

*“We just had our baby, but we cannot take care of her. I know it's a lot to ask, but would you like to adopt her?”

*“Why can't you take care of her?”

*“Personal matters.”

*“We'll take her. We already have a daughter, but we've always wanted more children. Sadly I cannot have any more. What's her name?”

*“Savannah Rose. Please don't change that.”

*“I won't. We'll love her like our own.”

*“Thank you! I'm so so sorry my dear baby girl. Please forgive mommy and daddy. We love you to the Moon and back.”

The memory ended here and I gasped. They were my parents, my biological parents. I looked at my mom and I started crying. I let go of her hands and threw myself at her, hugging her as tightly as I could. She embraced me and at that moment my father joined us too. He held both of us. Nobody said anything. I had so many questions, but they had to wait a bit. I found my family. We were lost in our own world until someone cleared their throat.

“I'm truly sorry to interrupt, but what's going on here Sav?”

“They're my parents. My mom showed one of her memories. I have so many questions.”

“And we'll answer every single one of them. Coffee, tea or something else?”

“Some tea would be nice, mom. I can call you mom, right?”

“Of course, sweetie.”

“I think I'll be on my way. This is a family reunion and you have to talk about some things. Just call me and I'll pick you up.”

“Thanks Maddie. See you later.”

Once the tea was done we sat down in the living room.

“Why did you leave me?”

“It's a long story. Things became complicated. You know about the curse that Iris placed on a few families in Salem. Those people found me. I gave birth to you just a month prior. They were closing on me quickly. The magic barrier couldn't help much. They started asking questions about us in town. We tried to stay hidden, but we were out of options when a few people from Salem arrived in town. We had to move quickly. We knew that the Morrisons wanted another baby. We needed to be on the run, but we couldn't drag you into that mess too. Your father was on the run too. He was supposed to go back to his realm to complete his duties. We'll get back to that later. Once you were safe, we ran away just in time. They lost our track and we were able to settle down in Jackson. We've been living there ever since.”

“That's awful. How did they find you?”

“I have no idea. Someone must've told them.”

“Then what about dad? Why was he hiding?”

“I met your mother here in Blackstone. I was trying to escape my duties and ended up here. When I saw her, I knew she was my soulmate. She could feel the connection and we bonded the same day. I was and still am a prince. My parents, your grandparents are the leaders of the angels. I'm the oldest among my siblings, so I was obligated to rule. Being bonded to a witch is unacceptable in our society. My parents found out what happened. They felt the shift, but thankfully they didn't know where I was. Your mother helped me too with a cloaking spell. It was working just fine, but then things got heated. The scouts came too close to my liking. Sooner or later either them or the cursed families would've found us. When we fled, the scouts lost us and haven't gotten close enough ever since.”

“Why can't you mate with someone who's not an angel?”

“To maintain pure bloodlines. The angels and demons desperately believe that mating outside of our race results in more diluted bloodlines. They still don't realize that hybrids are much stronger. You're the first hybrid of our race. You're half angel, half witch.”

“And what happened to my magic? It never manifested.”

“I put a spell on you. The only way your powers could've been awakened was bound to a visit to Salem. When you went there, the spell broke. That's you witch side. The same applies to your angel side. You need to visit their realm to awaken your powers.”

“What will they do to me if I go there?”

“Nothing. You're one of us and we cannot kill our own. They can banish you, but they won't do that either. They haven't banished me for my actions. We don't have to hide any longer. Now you're able to protect yourself. We're moving here to be with you. The cloaking spell still works, finding me is a low possibility.”

“I'm so happy that I found you. I'm not holding a grudge for giving me up. It was the right thing to do. I know it's sudden, but can I stay here with you?”

“Absolutely.”

“I can reinforce the shield around the house and keep unwanted people out. Dad, does anybody from the supernatural world know what you look like?”

“Yes, my mother is a fan of family portraits. I'm sure that when I didn't come home copies of me were sent everywhere. Back then apart from your mother and a few fae who left the realm were living here. They didn't know who I was, because they came here generations ago. I don't know today's situation.”

“Those fae are still here. I don't know about others. The reason I'm asking is because when I put up the shield I want to keep the supernatural creatures outside. They cannot find you unless you want them too. I trust Maddie. She won't tell anyone about you. Also, I've found my soulmate. He's a fae. Can I tell him about you?”

“Do you trust him?”

“I do.”

“Then it's up to you whether you tell him or not.”

“Thank you. I'll reinforce the shield tomorrow. It's late now.”

“I'm so glad that you found us sweetie. I knew that you would.”

“I had a little help. Also, I became the coven leader.”

“I felt that. My powers stopped working for a while a few days ago. What happened then?”

“One of our relatives joined the cursed families. She wants revenge. I had to cut her off so everybody else could use magic.”

“You have to be careful. You cut her off, but that doesn't mean anything. Dark magic is a powerful tool. If she finds the source and connects to it can lead to a disaster.”

“Really? What does it take?”

“The source is well-hidden, but if she's determined enough she can find it.”

“About finding things, I need Iris' grimoire. I know where she hid it, but it's become complicated now.”

“Why?”

“It's in your realm, dad. Iris found a way to forcefully cross the veil. Given today's revelations, I can't just go there. Can anyone get some information?”

“Unfortunately, no. The angels answer to my parents. Nobody would go against them.”

“What about the demons?”

“I don't know. We live in the same realm, but we try to stay out of each other's way as much as possible.”

“Nevermind. I'll figure something out. But, if you're an angel, what does that mean for me? Am I immortal?”

“Yes, you are. This is your legacy, we just hope you can accept it.”

“I'm trying, but all this is just too much. I suddenly became the coven leader of the witches. I'm supposed to lead the fae too and now this. Am I supposed to rule over the angels too?”

“I don't know, it depends on my parents. My brother hasn't been crowned yet. It's not his destiny. Technically, I'm still the heir to the throne and that makes you my successor. Not in the near future, though. Don't worry about that. So, Zamyr is your soulmate?”

“Yes, you know him?”

“We've never met, but I've heard of him. Don't worry, everything will be just fine. Are you hungry? We can order some food.”

“I'm in.”