Chapter 323

Chapter 323
Book #02:Chapter 323

My mother and father stood waiting at the bottom of the corridor. Owen nervously glanced towards me as my father, Death himself walked towards us.

“I see the grimoire came in handy after all.” He smiled.

“Yeah, thanks.” I said flatly.

“And the child is still alive.”

“He won’t be for much longer if we do not get back to the vampire court. So we can’t hang around.”

My father edged towards me lowering his voice,

“I know you are still mad at me and your mother , but for what it’s worth we are both very proud of you.” He said.

I didn’t reply. After everything I had been through I really couldn’t muster the strength to put on a display of civility towards my estranged parents. My father patted my broken arm then tore off the sling.

“Your arm is fixed.” He said.

Once again I thanked him politely.

“Well, Skyler, I think it’s time you left. The grimoire and the scythe are yours. Please tell your brother he is welcomed back anytime he likes. Until next time daughter.” He said waving his hand.

The corridor faded and we were back in the castle corridor just outside Kala’s room. The door was ajar and we could see a distraught Jac holding Kala’s hand watching her face for the tiniest sign of life. Our presence caused him to stir, Jac looked at us and then to the baby.

“Is that Dahlia?” he asked.

Jac used to be really handsome but worry and sadness had really sucked all the life out of Jac. He rose to his feet and whispered,

“That’s not Dahlia is it.”

Owen handed me the baby and stood in front of me. Jac’s eyes widened,

“You brought that abomination into my house. It must die, yes it must die if Kala is to awaken again.” Jac said dramatically.

Owen turned to me and said,

“Go find Stephanie, I’ll keep Jac here busy, but hurry Jac is really strong.”

With that I bolted up the corridor to Stephanie’s room. I burst open through the doors and found Stephanie sound asleep with Dahlia in a moses basket next to her bed. Quietly I crept across the room and lay Gwendolyn’s baby next to Dahlia. Opening the grimoire I found the text that I had once read aloud in my Grandmother’s kitchen. The same text that bound my soul to Rayne’s.

I read the text aloud and watched in fascination as Gwendolyn’s son went rigid. Dahlia carried on peacefully sleeping. As I said the last word, the baby boy made a funny cry and then fell asleep. I paused- was that it? At that point Jac burst through the doors with Owen clinging on to his leg.

“Where is it? Where is he!” Jac yelled.

Stephanie sat bolt upright in bed and stared at all of us in amazement. Sleepily she mummered,

“Cheese does this, mom always said don’t eat cheese before you go to bed. I should have listened to her.” She lay back down to go to sleep but I jabbed her,

“This isn’t a dream.” I snapped.

“What-huh?” Stephanie looked up to see Jac lumbering towards the Moses basket dragging Owen with him.

“Which one is it?!” Jac demanded.

Stephanie looked inside the basket and saw two babies.

“Holy crap! Did I have twins! I don’t remember having twins.”

“Shut up you silly girl!” Jac yelled.

“Excuse me!” Stephanie snapped.

“Tell me which one is Gwendolyn’s son or I will kill them both.” He yelled.

Threatening a mother’s new born baby was the worst mistake Jac had ever made. Even though Stephanie was tiny and had as much strength as the normal human being she lunged herself off the bed onto Jac’s face like a rabid cat. Jac staggered back in a mixture of horror and surprise. Owen took the opportunity to restrain him but Stephanie was still clinging on to him refusing to let go. A weird scuffle ensued with Jac walking blindly into random objects trying to shake Stephanie and Owen off of him.

At that point I heard the bedroom door squeak. I turned my head and saw in the door way a very confused and tired Kala who was watching her husband stumbling around the bedroom with Owen and Stephanie attached to him. Irritably she snapped,

“Jac stop dancing about with Owen.”

Jac’s whole body froze, Stephanie and Owen let go of Jac. Jac’s face almost burst into tears when he saw Kala standing in front of him. He burst across the room and dragged her into his arms repeating her name running his hands over her. Kala smiled softly,

“I missed you too.” She said hugging him back.

“How, why, who,” Jac mumbled incoherently at Kala who pulled away from him for a brief moment to say,

“Skyler made the right choice by saving this little one and Owen made the right choice by listening to me.” Kala looked at Owen and warmly said, “I’m so glad you remembered what I said. You always pull through for me Owen.”

“What about me?” Jac snapped indignantly.

Kala raised a sceptical eye brow, “You always end up going on a homicidal rampage.” She said.

“But I never left your side once.” Jac replied.

“Great, so who has been looking after our kids?” Kala snapped.

Jac’s face went blank.

“Typical.” Kala sighed.

Collapsing down on to the floor I smiled at the nameless little baby boy. I had saved him and given Dahlia a soul mate. I hope in time she will come to thank me for that. It was over. Finally it had ended. Now there was only one last thing to do standing up I said,

“I have to go and get Rayne.”

“What about the baby? Who’s going to look after him?” asked Stephanie.

Owen wandered over to the baby and picked him up,