He hated feeling so weak. Mitchell couldn’t remember the last time he had actually feared dying. But right now, he did. He wasn’t ready to leave this lifetime, but more importantly, he knew Amelia wasn’t ready for him to go. It had been a long day. One of the longest he could remember. Once Megan realized how sick he was, the girls had taken off to the library with all of Amelia’s journals in hand, determined to find a way to fix him. His sweet little Amelia had grown up so much. And he was so proud of her. He really was. It just kind of sucked that she still had such a long way to go, and Mitchell really didn’t know if he’d be around long enough to help her get there. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. They were supposed to leave. Start a family. Be happy. And get away from all this death and danger. All he had wanted was to give her a new life and a fresh start. But Mitchell knew what all of this was now. A test. A test of their strength, of them together, but most of all, it was a test of her worth. He’d known all along that becoming human had been too easy. There was always a catch to magic. Always. But what he didn’t know was what the end result was supposed to be. What was the point of this test?
