Kane's Mate(21)

The woman panted her thanks, kissing the baby and murmuring love words. Then she gave the baby to one of the nurses, grabbing her hand and saying, “I know what you are. You have to help me. They’re coming for me and my baby. She’s special. Please, there’s a couple two rooms down, she’s about to give birth to a stillborn baby girl. Switch them. I have bespelled her, they will think she’s their child. In five or so years they will live near wolves but won’t know it. The wolves will love my child and keep her safe. She will be important to all supernatural creatures if she lets herself be.” The woman smiled. “She will even be mate to one. Please. Bring me the stillborn. I’ll say she’s mine. Quick, do it and get out of here before they get you too.”





The nurse nodded and rushed away with the baby. The woman broke down, crying as she chanted. Five minutes later the nurse returned with the stillborn, and the woman shooed the nurse away.





“Run, go somewhere cold with lots of snow or live near water. You must listen to me.” The woman kissed the stillborn’s head. “I’m so sorry.”





A few minutes later four zombies arrived and took the woman away. They locked her in some kind of cell with no windows. Tears rolled down the woman’s face as her torture began. Small demons came to her cell and forced themselves on her. She fought every time, never giving up, but it did no good. Over the years she fell pregnant many times but miscarried them all. They left her alone for a while and this time when a small demon came she didn’t miscarry, she stayed pregnant.





By this time the woman was white and sickly looking. She screamed in agony as she gave birth. The baby was big, and she was in tremendous pain. She gave birth alone to a massive baby boy, at least a twelve pounder, with dark skin with a red tinge, a full mouth with sharp teeth, and black eyes with a red tinge.





The woman cleaned herself up and then sung to the baby, saying, “You are my Ben, my Bengie boy. I love you. Always remember that you’re special, just like your sister. You will be a good boy, don’t listen to anyone who says otherwise.” She sang this and told the baby about all the good things in the world, then a demon came in and took the baby. She fought but was no match for him.





Then Faith saw the little boy sneaking into her room, looking no more than two, bringing food and water. The woman hugged and kissed him, telling him stories of wonderful things she had seen. Then he hugged her and snuck back out.





Faith saw several of these incidents until finally Ben looked to be about the age he was now. The woman looked frail and lifeless.





Ben picked her up. “I did what you told me. They should all be passed out if they ate the food. I love you, Mum. We’re getting out of here, and I’ll get you to my sister.”





The woman smiled. “I love you too, my special boy. Remember my instructions on where to go, and if anything happens to me, promise me you will keep going. Remember, find your sister, help protect her. Live life, have fun.”





Ben shook his head. “No, Mum, I can’t leave you.”





“You must remember they need to get a werewolf army down here to save people. This place is only one of thousands. The wolves have to annihilate it and any others after saving the people. Promise me,” his mum said.





Faith could see they were in some tunnels, heading up.





The woman moaned. “I love you.” She jumped down just as they reached a door, opened it, and attacked the demon, yelling at Ben, “Run! Run for me.” With the last of her breath she said, “I break thy power and give it to my children.”





The last thing Faith saw before she came out of the vision was Ben bursting out of a door into the daylight.





Faith knew from the bottom of her heart that what she saw was true, she even felt it was the truth. Her whole life up until now had been a lie. She didn’t know what to do. Should she feel grateful, pissed, loved, safe, special, or relieved? She now knew she had a brother, a half-brother but a brother, and her biological mother had died. She knew from the vision that her biological mother wanted her to look after, teach, and love Bengie. Faith started to silently sob, tears rolling down her cheeks, selfish tears for everything she had lost, but mostly because Ben got to know their mother.

Faith snuggled into Kane. His arms tightened around her as he whispered things to her, like he loved her and he didn’t want to live without her, how sorry he was for the years they’d missed, and other silly nonsense about her childhood. She needed him right now. She was so scared, and she needed to know she was loved. She wanted to be reminded of who loved her and why.