Expiation: The Whisper of Death (Touched #4) by Elisa S. Amore

Author:Elisa S. Amore [Amore, Elisa S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781947425019
Google: EGDItAEACAAJ
Publisher: Elisa Strazzanti
Published: 2017-06-05T23:00:00+00:00

LIGHT AND DARKNESS

Gemma’s parents were overjoyed by the news of the birth. They closed the diner and hurried over to the lake house. It took a bit longer than expected to convince them there was no need to take Gemma and the baby to the hospital. To reassure them, we made them believe Simon—who everyone believed was a doctor—had delivered Gemma’s baby there because there hadn’t been time. The two of them couldn’t stop thanking him. They had no idea that the baby had been born in the middle of the forest and that I was the one who had delivered him.

Peter’s father’s funeral was the next morning. We promised we would stop by to see Gemma’s parents the next afternoon before leaving town. We’d used a little persuasive mind control to make Gemma’s parents believe—and accept—the idea that we were going on a vacation once the baby was born. It was a necessary lie, given that we didn’t know what the future had in store for us. They accepted our decision, though reluctantly, and insisted that upon our “return” we get married. They didn’t know we already had.

Anya was also with us all afternoon, along with two panthers that prowled the room nervously. Fortunately, the panthers had waited for Gemma’s parents to leave before making their appearance. The time was drawing near and the thought was making me nervous. Having them around was risky. At any moment they might discover our plans and ruin everything.

When the sun finally set the visitors left, leaving us alone to admire our son. I was a father. It made me so proud, I could think of nothing else. To Liam I would be the father I’d never had. I would love him, protect him. And maybe one day he would look up to me.

I gazed at Gemma. She’d slept peacefully on the sofa for most of the night, the baby nestled in her arm. She couldn’t bear the thought of being separated from him.

Simon and Ginevra had finally come around. It was important for us to have them as allies in our war against the Witches.

“Look, Evan. He woke up,” Ginevra whispered. I slowly went up to Liam and took him in my arms, rocking him beside the fireplace. “He looks so sweet, and so human,” Ginevra said, caressing him.

“Sure does,” Simon added at her side.

“What’s he thinking?” I asked Ginevra.

“He’s too young. He doesn’t have actual thoughts yet, but he’s processing everything around him, the images, the sounds . . . I can interpret his sensations.”

“How does he feel right now?”

“He feels safe.”

“You’re my son,” I whispered as he studied my face.

“A son born from the union between good and evil, light and darkness,” Simon added solemnly. “Whatever his nature is, he’s the emblem of that balance.”

Ginevra leaned in for a closer look. “And the whole world will kneel to him.”

“Liam . . .” Gemma mumbled, waking up.

“He’s here,” I said reassuringly, going over to her.

“Do you think he’s eaten enough?”

“I think so, but maybe you should eat something now.

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