Forever Changed - By Jamie Gibson Page 0,20

up to the book and peeked at it. Other than the smoke, it looked like an ordinary book. Upon getting closer, the book glowed a bright red just as the ring had done. I sat down in the old chair so that I could get closer and take a look.

I sat there for at least three hours reading through the book, which not only glowed, but was warm, almost hot to the touch.

The book only revealed to me the history that my father always talked about; the destiny that had taken my father and my grandfather’s life. The wives all ended up dying in jail or still in jail to this day because that was their destiny. It told about the mansion that we lived in and why each one of my grandfather’s built onto it.

It told about how the house had first started out as a shack and how it had been built onto and why.

The book was a journal of sort telling each perspective, through the grandfathers’ eyes that I had never met and would never meet. They all told the same story and they all embraced their destiny.

I slammed the book shut, I was highly pissed. My father told me, I would learn who I am and the book would tell me what I was. It didn’t tell me anything, except what my father already told me. What a waste of my time. “Thanks a lot” I said to no one in particular.

I was about to take the ring out of the book and replace it back on the shelf, when something caught my eye. A piece of paper was sticking out of the end of the book. The paper was not like the rest of the book, so I knew it didn’t belong there.

I opened up the book once more and headed to the back. It had been folded and placed quickly inside. I gently unfolded it. I noticed that it was in my father’s handwriting. You could see it was not his normal handwriting. He was in a hurry and it was written out sloppy.

I wondered why he would just write his perspective on regular paper and throw it in there. I was confused and angry. What was this going to tell me? My father said that the book would tell me who I was, but it didn’t.

I was just going to discard the letter and run out of there when I read the first sentence of it….

Mitch Marcus

I have managed to change destiny, but I am nervous about what will happen and how I will be punished…..

I couldn’t help it; I had to read what he wrote.

Chapter 16

Mitch Marcus

I have managed to change destiny, but I am nervous about what will happen and how I will be punished.

I chose my mate, Maggie, because she seemed easier to break. She seemed like she would be a great mother and a great mate. I didn’t know that she really did truly love me and I didn’t know that I would have gained feelings for her as well.

I had lain with her beneath the willow, not to just create a child, but because I loved her. I don’t know why I had to change history, our kind is not supposed to love. I hated every time I had to treat her wrong every time I blacked her eye or broke a bone. I would lock myself up in this study and cry.

I love Maggie and will always love her. I knew I still had to push her and I had to meet my destiny. However, I was not the only one to change our destiny, for I did not know that the woman I loved was a witch.

The child we created was not a boy, but a little girl. Our beautiful daughter is a half witch. She has more power than any of us and she can destroy every living thing on this planet. I have seen this with my own eyes. I have watched her, as she has slowly begun to change.

I worry about her having this much power because the ones of our kind will hunt her. They will want what she has and will want it for themselves.

Her mother, however, does not know that she is a pure witch. She unknowingly cast a protective spell around our daughter to keep her safe. She loves Elizabeth and all the love she shows has caused this spell. Only she can break it. I am not sure