
I never thought that one day my father would call me because no one from Big Bear Lake has called me since I left. Not even my brother Alex. I occasionally spoke to my mother, Kalisto. I have kept this phone just in case something terrible happens.
It was a lesson. A lesson for me to learn from. A lesson not to trust even your mate. A message that I would never have a mate because if I did, I would have met him by now. Well, I kind of did… but he rejected me for being a witch.
“Maman!” Bella calls, pulling me away from my mind. I am grateful for her because I tend to go very deep into my thoughts that it would be hard for me to come back to reality.
“Yes?”
“English, Bella!”.
“A girl? What girl?” I ask, kneeling in front of her.
“Je ne sais pas…,” she starts, but immediately shifts to English, “I don't know.”
“Did she tell you something?” I ask. Normally, humans would disregard those things, but supernatural beings do not.
“Non. She just looks at moi,” she replies, looking sad.
“Why are you sad, baby?” I ask, caressing her cheek.
“Don't worry, Bella. I am sure we will see her soon,” I smile, making her nod and smile. She is such a good kid.
After she ate her breakfast, Bella and I went to the local garden. I gave permission for Helia to roam the lonely sky, as we went to have some fun at the garden. She would meet us there.
“Maman?” Bella starts, and I nod for her to continue. “Why don't we have a family like Sandra and Mathew?”
Sandra and Mathew are two siblings in our building. They have a very big family, and Bella always spends time with them whenever their mother allows them.
“We do, Bella. But they do not live in France.”
“In the United States,” I simply say.
“When je…I see them?” she asks.
“I don't know. Maybe soon,” I smile, playing with a strand of her hair.
We go back home, and Helia is nowhere to be seen. I have a feeling in my stomach that is not going away. Bad feeling. I just hope that she is okay because I do not feel a strong connection with her.
I put Bella to bed after eating her dinner. It is late, and Helia is still not here.
No response.
Still, no response.
I start to get more worried for some reason because I have never felt this way before. She seems so far away.
All of a sudden, I heard her squeak. I looked behind me only to find her standing on my dresser. “Where the hell have you been?” I say out loud.
Fuck.
I am fucked.
But how can I go home, knowing that I am not welcome? I can always stay with my mother, which I will do, but I have to visit the pack house. I have to see my father and brother. But I know I will not be welcomed. Ivan could still be there.