I Will Never Be Yours

Chapter 115

Selena POV:

Placing my cup down I can’t wait for him to tell me what it is.

“What does it explain?” I ask him when I can’t wait for him to continue.

“This herb can grow in different places and some places are better for it than others for what you intend to use it for, it’s hard to find and even harder to use properly in a potion!” he says and that doesn’t clear up things better, I rather got more questions.

“Wait! I don’t understand!” I say to him and drag my hand down my face. I guess for a witch who has knowledge about herbs they would probably understand what he means by all this but I know far too little to be able and understand what he means.

Alright I will try and explain it for you in an easy way!” he says and takes a mouth of his tea before he continues.

it gives it different characteristics, if you look at this herb you can see it has a dark color, and just by the sight of it I can tell you it has grown in a swamp. Making it perfect for a

I can honestly say I never felt the bond in that way I feel Kian. Looking at him he sits and sips on his tea and

the bond to him, not the way I feel it with Kian. But I felt when he died!” I say and sit up to take

bond on you because your gift shields you. He would have to remark you more than once to try and force the bond on you! By using this herb on you he feed your new energy what it needed and wanted. But by using this herb it comes with a cost! This herb is highly addictive this way and once your gift gets a hold of this herb or another strong gifted person

of what I felt and how it has

got the new gift! And why did I feel my energy slipping back from you like it was clean

just what you felt! I have the same gift as you and I am a white witch who can clean another person and its gift, yours where poisoned dark from this herb and it wouldn’t take much longer until it would have started to crave the herb again!” he says and by all this information I

it that hard to understand?” he says and I guess it’s obvious on my face, don’t know what to

Emma says and sighs. I see Michael turn his

on it again, her gift recognize it and nothing good will

say and take the last of my tea, by now I love the taste and feel almost sad it’s gone. Both of them sit in silence and look at each other, now I know they know more than