Chapter 36 - Questions
"Now we are alone, I have many questions to ask." Father says softly as he looks around the empty room bar my coven and the Cullen's.
"You want to know why I wasn't there?" I ask, causing him to nod. "I can't truly remember, I just remember trying to heal her after she had named and expressed her love to me and failing before swimming through darkness of rocks and then into the ocean."
"How fast did you grow? What did she call you? " He asks again, sitting on the edge of his seat.
"She named me Isabella." I tell him, causing him to smile.
"I grew fast, by the time I was seven I was fully grown into a woman. I thought I was a mermaid as I had come across many in those short years, they took care of me until one day I was washed ashore of a small island and my tail grew into legs. They banished me from their homes calling me a name I didn't know until many years after. They called me Original Abomination. I was not a mermaid but a vampiric one. Only later on did I guess that I was a siren when I had met a vampire who had seen my gift and called it that." I explain.
"Have you sung? Have you found your mate?" He asks the tone of his voice unknown to me.
"I have not sung as you can see what my voice is doing to the men, what has it to do with my mate?" I ask with a frown causing him to sigh.
"My daughter; Siren find their mates by the song they sing. When I had found your mother, when I had found Parthenope it was her singing that drew me. I had always heard it, it was like a chant in my mind and when I was a vampire I finally lost all my restraint on it and went to find the voice." He tells me and I couldn't help but stare at him, my gut twisting and sinking into horror.
What if my mate had already passed...? What if... what if I was too late?
"Isabee stop!" Jasper's voice was sharp as it echoed through the large room. "You don't know that, I can tell from your feelings you are fearful of missing your chance. But, you won't know that until you begin to try, start to sing, sing to find your mate and never stop trying!" he tells me, the voice of the major taken back over.
"How do I know what to sing?" I ask my father who was smiling fondly at me even though his eyes were of worry.
"It is instinctual my fiică. I cannot tell you what to sing, it must come from your lips naturally, and Parthenope once told me that it was a song of the heart." He chuckled, shaking his head while leaning back into his chair.
"Alright, I am curious, how do you know Demetri and Felix?" Stefan asks curious, his eyes wide with the emotion causing me to laugh and launch into the story of how I met the Tracker and the Brute.