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VOL 2 : FIFTY THREE : THE WITCH'S LOVE FOR THE DEMON

AVERY’S POV

I sat with Dominic on the portico, overlooking the training of the pack members. He had his arm wrapped around my waist while I rested my head on his shoulder. It felt good to have everything go back to normal.

After I pulled the soul of the witches out of Castiel, his body couldn’t take the toll and he died. His soul was consumed by Asphalt and we buried his body in that forest. Dominic took responsibility of the town after some of it was ruined. It took a month to get everything restored, but with my powers, the town was able to breathe again.

There were no dark clouds on the sky and sunlight shone over us, welcoming us with its warmth. Since my body was revived from death, Dominic and Asphalt had me staying extremely close to them. If I walked into the bathroom for a minute, they would get worried.

I chuckled at the thought. They were getting overprotective, but I didn’t mind it. I loved every second of their presence and wouldn’t ask for anything less.

But there was so
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