Chapter 563

Chapter 563

“Dorothy let’s go!” Samara pulls her from her chair

“Okay.” She nods as she eagerly takes Samara’s hand. They are quick to get up the stairs and out of sight.

*Silas. It’s okay. I can help you.” I had been waiting for this. For the truth to finally settle in his mind, though it was likely temporary. I also knew that the aftermath was going to be messy.

His fists hit the wooden table with force, splitting the wood right down the middle, sending the table crashing to the ground. His chair flies back, slamming into the door. He stands tall and his bones start to crack.

*Shifting won’t help you.” I snap

“I need to go back!” He growls at me.

*No you don’t. You need to stay put, let Brax do what he has to do.” Damien tells him.

We both position ourselves ready to pin Silas if needed.

“My life is a fucking lie! My children. My mate. Everything that I have ever known. I grieved for Jarret and it is all one big lie.”

*Not everything. Dorothy said you love another.” I remind him. “Who is she?”

His crimson eyes flicker to mine. “I don’t know. I don’t see them. I just see…

*Thalia.”

As soon as Damien mutters her name, there was no stopping Silas from shifting. His clothes rip at the seams. He drops down to all fours as the remnants of the material fall from his large black Wolf.

‘Is Silas’s Wolf bigger than me?’ Aero mutters

‘Later!’ I snap

Silas pauses to stare at me and then breaks through the door, charging out to the forest.

Damien runs after him. Removing his clothes as he moves while into his large Lycan.

Chasing my heartbroken twin through the forest was not what I was expecting. I thought there would be more chaos. The need to fight. Anything but running away. But we had finally got through to him.

I could hear Damien running on two feet and a set of four feet that clearly belonged to Silas. It sounded like Damien was gaining on him.

“Stay still!” I hear Damien roar.

The feet belonging to Silas skip to a stop.

Moving around the trees. I spot Damien and then Silas, who had shifted back to Human form

*You can talk?” Silas mutters, glaring at Damien

The sound of breaking bones echoes through the forest as Damien shifts. “It’s not the problem right now, is it?”

Silas shakes his head. “This.. …” A frown appears. He reminded me of the early days with Neah when she would stumble over her words

“It’s a lot to take in. No one is expecting you to just accept it.” Damien tells him as I shift to my Human form

*Ask him why his Wolf is bigger than ours!’ Aero tuts

‘Not now!

*I can only imagine how you are feeling.”

“How I’m feeling?” He scoffs. “My children are not real. The boys, they were mine. They were my life. I would have done anything to bring Jarret back. I would have done anything to save them. To protect them. I beat myself up for a long time, blaming myself for not saving Jarret. Quinn lost his brother, he used to look for him. And now….” He jabs a finger in my direction. “You were expecting this. You told me she wasn’t welcome here!”

“We have dealt with a Witch that has caused problems. A Witch you are familiar with. You wouldn’t listen, Silas. Any mention of a lie and you refused it. But I know it placed doubt in your mind. I know it has made you question your existence. And now, it is important that you accept that. You will not be able to move on until you have.”

“It probably won’t just be today either.” Damien adds, “You will have to battle it daily focusing on the light Dottie was speaking of. Until Thalia is dead, that magic is likely not removable. I imagine each time you sleep, it resets, never faltering. Everyday you will need to search for that person you need to be with. Everyday you will probably go through this until the spell is broken or she is dead.”

“I don’t even know who it is that I’m supposed to be with. I’ve searched my mind. Lyall has as well. Any time I try to think of any other woman. Thalia is there, invading my thoughts and feelings. For a tiny second, it goes and I realise that there is a gap in time. One that doesn’t make sense no matter how I look at it. How am I supposed to just forget this?” He taps his temple

“You don’t, you use it.”

He sits on a nearby trunk. “My life hasn’t been mine.”

*Do you know the funny thing about all of this?” I muse, “If you had never come to find Neah, you would be trapped under that same spell, until the day you die, would you rather you have carried on like that?”

“No of course not!”

I nod. “Now will you help us eliminate the threats?”