Chapter 122

Zenovia

We stared at each other, Callahan’s eyes boring into mine as Drusilla gathered her ritual supplies.

“Okay, now I want you both to be standing in front of each other….here,” She said, pointing to a spot just in front of the statue.

I nodded and went to stand where she had asked us to. Callahan shook his head and followed suit.

Drusilla brought out another book from her bag and began reading something.

“I just have to make sure I am not doing it wrong” She mumbled. My gaze flicked to the book in her hand and I noticed it to be a pretty old and worn-out book. It had a leather outer cover and the pages seemed yellowed.

“What trick shop did you buy that book from?” Callahan asked, noticing my questioning gaze.

Drusilla flipped the pages and muttered, “I know you don’t believe in fate or destiny. The least you can do is stay quiet when I am working.”

Callahan raised his hands in mock surrender and stood in front of me while Drusilla pulled out a white powder and began drawing a circle around us.

“You are a witch as well?” I asked, just to not be caught looking at Callahan’s face when he was staring so intently at me.

Even his gaze was telling me how this was a stupid idea.

“Partially. I am learning. And I had to make a few deals just to lay a hand on this book. So it better work.”

“What deals?” Callahan asked sharply but she ignored him.

After she completed the circle around us she pulled a small dagger and held it in front of us.

“What? Now I have to nick her with that? I have claws you know,” Callahan added but Drusilla rolled her eyes at him.

suddenly being too chatty, probably an attempt

and muttered some incantations in a language I did not understand while reading through the

she was done, she brought it back

her wrist gently, the median cubital vein. Then you too, Zenovia. Then you both hold your wrists over each other as if shaking hands and I

“English please”

forward and pointed her index finger at my wrist. “The middle one, right in the center. It is clearly visible.”

as he gently

but I decided to blame

I felt goosebumps appear on

and I

the average wounds. This knife would keep the wound open just a bit

don’t need it and you know

lower lip. His wounds

with my claws, which I don’t have. Plus, we

as his golden eyes bore into

at me”

hardly stand still while looking into his eyes and with

my skin. His gaze was hypnotic and he did

that was otherwise only punctuated by my shaky

my expressions

his nails were chipped and I could

was healing like a human already. I looked at the small wounds and

to do it or

and held his hand with one of my own while repeating what he had done to my hand. Blood had pooled around the small incision he made, just enough to make it ooze out gently and not gush out like a river.

wound. “Relax, it is okay” I spoke to Thunder who only

is a basic

eyes, not when his hands showed me faint lines of injuries and scars that I had not previously seen. He would seldom sit still for me to observe his

dagger and made a small cut on his wrist.

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