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a thing, just darkness. It was strange, wolves had excellent night vision, but it was as if her face was clouded in a darkness that even my eyes couldn't penetrate.
"The protector has been chosen. You may all leave," the Crone’s voice spoke from beside me suddenly. To say she wasn’t Were, she could sure move as silently as one. "You're pack too, Alpha Edwards, but, of course, you and your Beta may stay, there is much to discuss."
I was still being pulled by the power of the witches spell. I couldn't move. Seeming to sense this, the Crone turned to the witch, speaking softly. "Open your eyes and look upon your chosen protector. Allow the spell to end.”
So that was why I was still trapped, she hadn't opened her eyes to look at me? Why not?
After what seemed like an eternity, she took a deep breath and the full force of the power seemed to drain away, but it felt like there was still a small string of it tying us together. And then she collapsed to the floor in floods of tears, screaming in what I could only describe as utter despair. And the worst thing was… I knew that voice.
Chapter Seven
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Kaia
The force of the spell had surprised me. The amount of power that had built up and blasted out of my chest, my heart, had literally stolen my breath away. I knew the moment it found him, found my protector. It had been spreading out over the gathered crowd, when suddenly, it was all being pulled towards one spot, one person, binding him tightly and pulling him towards me. I kept my eyes closed, dreading what was to come. I hated myself for dooming another, for landing him in an early grave beside with me.
There were a few words exchanged in the crowd, but I couldn't hear them, they were spoken so softly. As he stepped in front of me, the sense of dread in my heart built. I knew that scent. The smell of his aftershave was one I breathed in deeply just last night. And the woodsy, earthy smell that all wolves seemed to have when their wolves were close to the surface just confirmed it.
Tears started to roll down my face, my shoulders shaking with the shame of what I had done. I shouldn't have performed the stupid ritual. I should have just stayed alone and met my death by myself as all those before me had done.
Grace said a few words to the gathered crowd and I could sense them all leaving. Placing her hand lightly on my shoulder, she spoke in my ear. "Open your eyes and look upon your protector. Allow the spell to end."
I needed to, I knew that. But, if I opened my eyes, it would really be happening. I would really be dooming the only guy I had ever really loved, cared for. The one I had carefully pushed away all those years ago. But I had to, there was no taking it back now, and I couldn't keep him trapped in my magic forever. Taking a deep breath, I slowly opened my eyes, casting them at his bare feet. His legs were clad in a loose fitting pair of ripped denim jeans hanging teasingly low on his hips. His chest was bare, each muscle well defined and had me itching to reach out and trace over each and every one, first with my fingers, then with my tongue. As my eyes landed on the beautiful face I knew so well, even after not seeing him in so long before the previous night, those grey and amber eyes attempting to peer through the darkness surrounding my face, I cracked. Falling to the ground, I burst into floods of tears.
Ethan. Why did it have to be Ethan?
"No. No, this can't be happening. No. No. No."
As he crouched down before me, I could sense Ethan’s confusion as he rubbed my back soothingly, but nothing could stop the tears falling from my eyes. Nothing could stop the pain of what I had done.
"What's going on?" Grace asked, rushing back over to us.
Down by the direction of the path I heard someone running fast towards us, the unfit pants for breath giving away who it was. "It’s okay, chick, I'm here,” Dyanna said, pulling me into her arms. When I didn't stop crying she pulled me up to face her,
"The protector has been chosen. You may all leave," the Crone’s voice spoke from beside me suddenly. To say she wasn’t Were, she could sure move as silently as one. "You're pack too, Alpha Edwards, but, of course, you and your Beta may stay, there is much to discuss."
I was still being pulled by the power of the witches spell. I couldn't move. Seeming to sense this, the Crone turned to the witch, speaking softly. "Open your eyes and look upon your chosen protector. Allow the spell to end.”
So that was why I was still trapped, she hadn't opened her eyes to look at me? Why not?
After what seemed like an eternity, she took a deep breath and the full force of the power seemed to drain away, but it felt like there was still a small string of it tying us together. And then she collapsed to the floor in floods of tears, screaming in what I could only describe as utter despair. And the worst thing was… I knew that voice.
Chapter Seven
~
Kaia
The force of the spell had surprised me. The amount of power that had built up and blasted out of my chest, my heart, had literally stolen my breath away. I knew the moment it found him, found my protector. It had been spreading out over the gathered crowd, when suddenly, it was all being pulled towards one spot, one person, binding him tightly and pulling him towards me. I kept my eyes closed, dreading what was to come. I hated myself for dooming another, for landing him in an early grave beside with me.
There were a few words exchanged in the crowd, but I couldn't hear them, they were spoken so softly. As he stepped in front of me, the sense of dread in my heart built. I knew that scent. The smell of his aftershave was one I breathed in deeply just last night. And the woodsy, earthy smell that all wolves seemed to have when their wolves were close to the surface just confirmed it.
Tears started to roll down my face, my shoulders shaking with the shame of what I had done. I shouldn't have performed the stupid ritual. I should have just stayed alone and met my death by myself as all those before me had done.
Grace said a few words to the gathered crowd and I could sense them all leaving. Placing her hand lightly on my shoulder, she spoke in my ear. "Open your eyes and look upon your protector. Allow the spell to end."
I needed to, I knew that. But, if I opened my eyes, it would really be happening. I would really be dooming the only guy I had ever really loved, cared for. The one I had carefully pushed away all those years ago. But I had to, there was no taking it back now, and I couldn't keep him trapped in my magic forever. Taking a deep breath, I slowly opened my eyes, casting them at his bare feet. His legs were clad in a loose fitting pair of ripped denim jeans hanging teasingly low on his hips. His chest was bare, each muscle well defined and had me itching to reach out and trace over each and every one, first with my fingers, then with my tongue. As my eyes landed on the beautiful face I knew so well, even after not seeing him in so long before the previous night, those grey and amber eyes attempting to peer through the darkness surrounding my face, I cracked. Falling to the ground, I burst into floods of tears.
Ethan. Why did it have to be Ethan?
"No. No, this can't be happening. No. No. No."
As he crouched down before me, I could sense Ethan’s confusion as he rubbed my back soothingly, but nothing could stop the tears falling from my eyes. Nothing could stop the pain of what I had done.
"What's going on?" Grace asked, rushing back over to us.
Down by the direction of the path I heard someone running fast towards us, the unfit pants for breath giving away who it was. "It’s okay, chick, I'm here,” Dyanna said, pulling me into her arms. When I didn't stop crying she pulled me up to face her,
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