Page 121 of Sinful Mates

“Let go,” I scold. I’m so sick of everything I do being judged and criticized by them. They aren’t going to listen to me and maybe if I am gone, they will realize it isn’t me, if he does it again.

“No, explain yourself,” he demands. I shove past him, pushing him out of the way. He jerks me back and I finally snap. Turning around, I shove him back and he staggers before growling. I see Tobias get up, moving away.

“Enough,” I scream at him, and he goes to step toward me. I flick my wrist and I throw him backward into the pantry door. Tobias is suddenly gone before coming back without Thaddeus. He goes to grab me.

“It’s just the magic , Hun, calm down,” he says, feeling my anger through the bond. How do they not realize they are the problem, not my magic ?

“It’s not the fucking magic . It is the two of you. You’re driving me insane. You won’t hear me out and you are fucking smothering me. Stand down, Tobias, I don’t want to hurt you, but I fucking will to get my point across,” I say. Theo steps forward and I flick my wrist again, throwing him back into the pantry. I growl low and stand so I can see both of them. Tobias lunges at me, I lift my other hand before slapping it down, and Tobias hits the floor. I hold them both where they are, Tobias on the ground, and Theo against the pantry. They struggle against their invisible restraints.

I feel the energy in the room and the lights flicker, my magic drawing on their energy. Electricity zapping loudly around me.

I feel the darkness trying to envelope me, feeding off their anger. I close my eyes, breathing and focusing, pushing the darkness back to the edges like Astral showed me. Regaining my composure, I open them.

“Let me up,” Tobias says through gritted teeth.

“No, you will listen.” He goes silent, and his jaw clenches and unclenches.

“I did nothing, Thaddeus manifested magic , not me. I have control of myself, and I am so sick of both of you hovering. I don’t need a mother. I have one of those, well did. So, either step up and act like my mates again or step the fuck out. I won’t keep putting up with you treating me like I am a ticking time bomb, I have control and if I feel off, I will let you know.” I tell them.

“This is you in control?,” Theo says, shaking his head.

I huff, annoyed.

“Yes, if I wanted to hurt you, I could have, easily I might add. I have merely restrained you. Now I am going to get fucking nappies for our son, understood?” I ask, looking between the pair of them. They say nothing, but I see Tobias nod.

I release them, Theo falling to the floor with a soft thud. His eyes still crimson as he steps toward me, and I hold up my finger.

“Don’t. You will see for yourselves I am not lying. I would never hurt our son, and it is about time both of you realize that. I would kill myself long before I would ever harm a hair on that boy’s head.” Tobias looks down guiltily, but Theo steps forward again. But this time Tobias speaks and Theo halts.

“Let her go, Theo, I think we all just need to calm down,” he says, rubbing his temples. Thaddeus makes a noise and all three of us look up at the ceiling.

“I will go,” Tobias says walking out, heading up the stairs. I grab my keys again, heading toward the door. Theo sings out as I get to the door.

“My wallet is on the hallway stand, and can you buy more coffee,” he says coming up behind me. His eyes are now their usual green and his aura has calmed to a more neutral color. I grab his wallet and head out to the car. Hopefully, this will be the end of our arguments now. I have bigger things to worry about with the challenge coming up in four days. I don’t need the drama at home, either. And now I have another task added to the never-ending list of shit to stress about, and that is to find out what is going on with my baby boy.

Chapter Forty-Six

I know as soon as I drive down toward the house something is wrong; the lights flickering inside the house are a dead giveaway. Pulling up out the front, Theo has hold of Thaddeus, who is looking over Theo’s shoulder at the car. Tobias is standing next to the power box, scratching his head, confused. Getting out of the car, I hide my amusement.

“What are you doing?” I ask, hopping out of the car. Theo is watching Tobias flicking off the switches in the power box.

“Either we have an electrical problem, or the house is haunted,” Theo says. I can see Thaddeus’s eyes glowing green, a mischievous grin on his face while he squeals and cackles. His eyes glowing with intelligence far beyond his years. When he sees me, he grasps air, holding out his arms, and I smile at him.

“Are you playing tricks on your daddies?” I whisper, taking him from Theo, who still hasn’t paid attention to what I just said about Thaddeus. Theo comes over and looks at the power box with Tobias. I shake my head and head up the porch steps.

“You can’t go in there, Imogen, stay out here. All the power is off, and the lights are still flickering, a fire could start,” Tobias calls out. I stop, an amused grin on my face as I cock my eyebrow at him. “Typical men, aye, in one ear and out the other,” I tell Thaddeus, who squeals loudly while eating his hand and slobbering all over it.

“It’s a ghost, it is the only explanation. I knew that oracle was conjuring up bad voodoo,” Theo says, throwing his hands up in the air. I can’t help it, I burst out laughing. Snorted even at how ridiculous they are being. Deciding to play along, I turn to walk inside carrying Thaddeus and my grocery bag.

“Imogen, did you not hear that the place is possessed?” Theo calls out.

“Oh, I heard you alright, I can’t believe you two are scared of Casper the Friendly Ghost.”

“Hey ghosts are real. I lived in a haunted house once. I’m telling you, Imogen, Astral has brought some bad mumbo jumbo here,” Theo calls out to me. I shake my head.

“Did you not pay attention to anything I said earlier?” They both stare at me like I’ve grown two heads. Feeling through the bond, I can tell they had no idea what I’m talking about.

“There is nothing wrong with the house, your son is doing it. You would know, had you bothered to look at him,” I say.