Caleb told Eileen everything, and she instantly knew something had to be done, but there was no telling if she could do it without triggering the seal, as she knew it would put him in danger.
But there was a loophole: this only applied to actions she consciously carried out that would put him in danger, but there was nothing about putting herself in danger to protect him.
She knew what this boy was, but this didn't stop her despite the dangers.
Eileen waited for him to go to bed before venturing out into the open in the middle of the night.
This was suspicious in itself, but then she had an unexpected guest—it was Leila's mother.
"I see, it was you who sent the beacon," Leila's mother said, but Eileen didn't give a verbal response.
She wanted to make sure they were alone, and once she confirmed it, she looked at the witch with a familiar gaze.
"Hilda, now isn't the time," Eileen responded, but Hilda sighed at this response.
"So it was your doing…" Hilda didn't sound pleased by this because Eileen was one of the more dishonest witches she knew.
"Now isn't the time, Hilda… I'm sure you have met the boy," Eileen said, implying she was aware Hilda had met the boy.
"What is he?" Hilda questioned, but Eileen hesitated in revealing what he was because, by doing so, she would be putting him in danger.
Hilda was one of the stronger witches; there was no telling what she would do if she found out what Caleb was.
There was no other known Nephilim in existence, making Caleb an abnormality because no human vessel should be able even to withstand the birth of something so powerful.
Demons had tried in the past, and the women all died within a few weeks like it was some viral sickness.
"I cannot tell you that, but I need you to assist me in protecting him," Eileen said, prompting Hilda to raise a suspicious brow.
"Protect him from what? This isn't what I was told," Hilda responded.
"You told me you have someone that could protect my daughter from the hunters, but from the looks of it, that doesn't seem to be the case," Hilda mouthed off.
"I need your magic," Eileen came clean, but Hilda was confused because there were consequences to using magic.
They couldn't do as they pleased without consequence, so this was essentially asking Hilda to put herself at risk.
"You always need something," Hilda fired back, showing this was a continuous theme when it came to Eileen.
"This is different. You must prove yourself to him before he accepts you," Eileen said.
Hilda took a moment to digest what was said before weighing the pros and cons.
"Are you sure he will offer me and my daughter protection once I do?" Hilda asked, to which Eileen nodded.
Eileen knew the seal would weaken over time, but it shouldn't be at this pace—it was deteriorating at a rapid rate as of late, and this was a testament to the latent power Caleb possessed.
"I promise you," Eileen reassured Hilda, and Hilda proceeded to ask for the details.
"You have to lend me your magic," Eileen reiterated, but this was strange. However, Eileen had a very unique ability to cast spells using others as a conduit.
This would not only conceal her magical structure but use the person's own instead.
This meant if a hunter were to catch onto this, it would be the conduit they were after, not her.
Eileen had predicted something like this happening and had already taken precautions.
The giveaway was when the dreams kept recurring, but now he was speaking Hebrew.
She wasn't sure any witch would take her call, but to her utmost surprise, Hilda uprooted her entire life and moved here.
The day broke and Caleb woke up. There was no school today, considering it was a weekend, and this meant he could just relax.
The past couple of days had been especially dreadful on his mental health, as he couldn't get a decent amount of sleep.
However, Caleb was hearing voices downstairs, which prompted him to stand by the stairs to see if it was a voice he recognized.
"That voice…" Caleb thought to himself. It was the same voice as Leila's mother.
There was no doubt this was her—but what was she doing here?
Leila didn't know where he lived either, so this couldn't be a coincidence. Either way, there was no harm in going downstairs.
Caleb descended the steps, and to his utmost surprise, it was Leila's mother—but she looked a lot different.
Unlike the dull woman who just stared blankly at him, she was full of life and engaged in a full-blown conversation with Eileen.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Eileen greeted Caleb with a cup of coffee in her hand, while the other woman just stared at him without saying a word.
"I want you to meet our neighbours…" Eileen wanted to introduce Hilda, but Hilda interrupted her with a finger.
"I already met this young man. He was so kind as to escort my daughter from school," Hilda said, and Eileen smiled.
"Is that so? That is so like him," Eileen said with heartfelt laughter. But upon closer inspection, Hilda began to notice that something was wrong with this boy.
"Hm…" Hilda thought to herself, and Caleb noticed she was staring at him a little more intensely than she needed to.
Hilda noticed this and quickly averted her gaze.
"I shouldn't have skipped my morning coffee," Hilda said, but this was the cue for Eileen to go fetch her a cup of coffee.
The seal they wanted to fix was what allowed even his blood to be traceable, which meant they had a limited time to do so because a hunter was already on their trail.
This left just Hilda and Caleb in the room—but the question was, could they rectify it in time?