Eternal Promise: (The Cursed Series, Book 5)

I become vampires and it’s nothing like you and Trent?”
My heart ached for her. “You kept telling me you wanted someone to look at you the way Trent always looks at me, and in case you haven’t noticed, Isach looks at you that way.” I gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze, then pulled my hand away.
I didn’t know how much Isach had told her, and I didn’t want to make the situation any worse, but I needed to help her understand. “I don’t think you realize just how far he’s willing to go for you,” I said.
“What do you mean?” She sniffled.
Here goes nothing…
“I don’t know what he’s told you about his coven, but they’re not good witches. They practice some very dark magic, and…” I bit my lip.
Maybe I was going too far. Telling her this could completely change her mind about Isach, and not in the way anyone wanted. Still, she needed to know how committed he was to her, and there wasn’t any other way to convince her of that fact.
“And what?” she asked.
“It was Isach’s coven that cursed Trent’s family in the first place.” I took a deep breath and told her the story of Sean, Annmarie, and Rector.
“Oh, my God.” Her face had gone whiter. “So, Isach’s bad?”
“No,” I said emphatically and shook my head. “That’s the thing. He hates his coven, Abby. He wants to get far away from them so he can be with you.”
I then proceeded to tell her about the deal I was trying to make with Ivy and how Isach was willing to help so he could not only get away from his coven but ensure he had a very long life with her.
When I finished talking, Abby was silent for a long while. “So, he’s doing all of this for me?” she asked.
I nodded.
She laughed, the sound a mix between delirium and humor. “I cannot believe any of this is real. I keep expecting to wake up from this crazy dream.”
I chuckled. “I felt the same way when I first found out, too. But I didn’t have anyone to talk to.” I picked at my fingernails. “Look, I know this is a lot, and you’re going to need time to let it all sink in, but promise you’ll talk to me if you have any questions.”
“I will,” she said.

CHAPTER FIVE:
Alliance
LATER, ABBY DROPPED ME OFF AT Trent’s so I could get my car. She refused to come inside, though, and was out of the driveway before I even made it onto the porch.
The door swung open, and Trent greeted me with a hug. I melted against him, letting my stress and worries dissipate in his arms.
“How’d it go?” Isach asked. “Is she okay? Is she here? She’s not answering my calls.”
Reluctantly, I pulled away from Trent and shut the door. “She’s… overwhelmed, but I think she’s handling it okay. She asked a lot of questions, but she’s going to need some time.”
Isach’s face fell with disappointment. He dragged his hand through his hair and nodded.
I glanced around the living room. Whitney was sitting on the couch with Colt and Karina, the three of them deep in conversation. Jax and Wyatt were playing a video game, nudging each other and laughing.
“There’s something else we need to talk about,” I said to Isach, then nodded for him to follow me into the kitchen. Trent took my hand, and I dragged him along, too, needing his presence to calm me.
“What’s going on now?” Isach asked.
“I know you don’t want to do this, but we have to tell Abby that she—”
“Absolutely not,” he said with a hard shake of his head. “We’ve already piled too much on her as it is. If we tell her about what I did… She’ll never speak to me again. And then what’s the point of everything I’m trying to do?”
Sighing, I leaned against the counter. Trent stood beside me, a pillar of strength and comfort. I had no idea what I’d ever do without him, and I never wanted to find out.
“We just told her that vampires are real. You told her she was going to die long before you ever will, and then you asked her to become immortal for you,” I said, struggling to keep my voice calm. “You cannot ask her to make that decision when she doesn’t have all the facts about who you are and what you’ve done. That’s not fair to her, Isach.”
He muttered a string of curses and slammed his hand against the table hard enough to make it rattle. My heart jumped in my chest at his sudden outburst.
“She’s not going to forgive me,” he said, desperation dripping from every word.
“You don’t know that,” I said as softly as possible. “Abby loves you, and I know you love her, so please do this for her. Give her all the information and let her make a decision.”
Trent cleared his throat. “I can give her back her memories,” he said.
“And then you can be there to talk to her about it,” I said. “I’ll be there, too, if you want. We can explain everything together, and she knows that you and I are friends now. If I can forgive you for trying to kill me, I’m sure she can, too.”
Isach frowned.
Clearly, he wasn’t sold on this idea, and I really didn’t want to go behind his back and do this without him, but I would if I had to. I couldn’t let Abby agree to spend an eternity with a guy she didn’t even know the truth about.
“Can we at least give her a couple of days to adjust to what we’ve already told her?” Isach asked, his tone pleading.
“Okay.” I nodded. “But we can’t put this off too long.”
“I know,” Isach said. “I’m gonna try to call her again.” He walked out of the kitchen, leaving me and Trent alone.
Groaning, I turned toward him and rested my head on his chest. “I have no idea if this is the right thing