ABIGAIL POV Liv, she tries to struggle, to use her magic, but it doesn't work. Because?“She's not Asmeral, Abigail.” Liv mutters, still fighting with Asmeral and her knife.“Let go of her, she's not dangerous.” I asked… “What is your name?”“Bastián.”Bastián saw someone behind me, I look over my shoulder it's Damian, he had just arrived, from where I don't even know, but he's late.“Let go of her, it is forbidden to spill witch blood here.” He orders fiercely, menacingly.Asmeral, I mean, Bastian threw Liv to the ground, looking angry. Or angry. It's confusing, the traveler is a man named Bastian, and he is in my cousin's body. So normal.“Damian.” He mentions, smiling evilly, “I thought I would never see you again.”Do you know Damian?Liv looks dismayed, as do I. How does a traveler trapped in a gem for more than a century meet Damian?"Who are you?" Damian asks, surprised.“How quickly you forget family, huh.” he says, sitting on the couch, placidly, with the same evil smile,
DAMIAN POV “I am powerful, Damian, dangerously powerful.” He stands up, and walks towards me, “Magret converted me too.”"That?" I spat dejectedly.He was also a…“Not exactly,” he read my mind, “I'm half werewolf and half witch. Like Magret, she made me what I am today.”I frown.Just like Zion. A Siphon.“Who is Zion?” he asked."Get out of my mind." I ordered him, “That night they also turned you into a werewolf?”Bastián snorts, “No, Magret converted me before, much before.” He confidently recounts, “She shouldn't have turned you, Damian, she was very stupid to do so.”“Why you never told me.” I demanded, angrily.“Because she loved you,” he says resentfully, with a voice full of rage, I slightly notice his tensed jaw, “But you were very good, she couldn't allow herself to be with you because of her nature and the crimes she had committed.”"No." I deny, my eyes crystallized, the wound opened more and more, hurting like that same day when I saw it consumed in fire.“The dark
DAMIAN POVI won't let anything happen to her or our son.“You're the girl from the club, right?” My question catches her off guard, her eyes widen.It's her. My sexy diva.“I thought you would never remember,” she confesses, blushing more, “You were very drunk.”"You too." I return, running my hand around his waist, “I would never forget a night like that.”Her breathing is labored, my eyes drop to her moist, torturing lips.She pushes me, and I release her, smiling. I have the same effect as that night with her.“Didn't you have a trip?” She asked me, steadying her breathing."I will not be late." I promised her, resuming my plans, I leave the room, my attitude is different, serious and ruthless, that cold Damian. I get into the car, Bastián throws me the keys, Liv is distracted in the back seats, when she sees me she decides to talk.“We must recover the dagger of eternal punishment.” She commands.Bastián curses under his breath, and grabs his knife, stopping him, “Don't even thin
DAMIAN POV“And who is Abigail?”"It's my wife."“Love softens people, love makes you weak, little brother.”Asmeral looked covered in blood, her clothes were dyed crimson, her hair was damp, she was bathed in blood, and she did not show a bit of compassion, she has taken the lives of an entire coven of witches, she has taken out the hearts of each one. Who took yours? Who discouraged my brother?Bastián was never like that, the little I remember was seeing him sing that song at the top of his lungs in the bar, before I could shake his hair in my hands, now I wouldn't dare get stained with the blood that falls from him in drops.Bastián, what monster have you become?“You left me alone, Damian, I had to continue without you.” He answers those questions inside my head, he shows me a nostalgic look, the past is touching the deepest part of his being. And, it's as if I can see that kind young man breathe again, “A lot of things happened after you left, but they don't matter anymore, it d
ABIGAIL POVI nod, “I can't forget what happened with her in your office, Damian, understand.”“It was just an indiscretion on my part, I was excited that you saw us, but I didn't enjoy it.”“I saw them having sex, my God, Damian, you were enjoying it.”A surprised cry was heard next to me. Bastián had heard me, he was impressed, and I felt so embarrassed.“Did you catch my brother fucking another woman?” He wanted to know, he's a gossip, it's an intimate matter, between Damian and me.“It wasn't like that, was it, Abigail?” he wanted to hide it, it made me so angry that he continued talking. In front of Bastián, he is already part of the family. From his family.“No, I didn't find out, he made me watch him fucking Amelia.” I confessed, angering Damian, and giving Bastian a good entertainment performance.“Hmm impressive, little brother,” he enjoys and pats Damian, “It's a shame you got the wrong girl when you did it,” he looks at me, points at me, “Because she will never forgive you,
DAMIAN POV I stand up, turn and walk back to the exit, but a noise stops me, something is whispered, my name.“Damian,” I turned, my ear heard it clearly, it was a weak, low, inaudible whisper, under my sight, it was Liv, “Damian.”I held his gaze, his breathing was scarce, “Asmeral…” he choked, took a deep breath, to pronounce his last words, “Forgive me.”And his mouth remained motionless, just like his body, the entire Orion Coven has definitely died. And that will cause problems for Bastián and me. Great, my brother hasn't even been here a day, and he already has enough enemies.Hiding will not be the best, and Bastián is not one of those who hide, apparently, he has a solution for everything: death to his enemies.I get to the truck, Bastián was waiting, I turn it on and ready for anything, we head towards the city, Bastián had heard about a clandestine coven of expelled witches, who could help him, but we will have to do something in return.The streets of the city at night loo
DAMIAN POV “But it wasn't always like this, right, Damian?” my brother returns, alluding to that time when he was a heartthrob, I rejected many girls, but I feel like he talks about something else.“We weren't talking about me, but about you, the feared Bastian.”“The first heretic.”I frown.“Are you a heretic?” I questioned.“You were going to be too,” he confesses, “But I was the only one who survived, and that makes me the most powerful.”“I have enough of being a werewolf.” He grumbled, I just wanted to be a normal human, and while being a werewolf has come with eternal life, it's not the same if you spend that eternity in fear of being discovered.“It's never enough, little brother,” he teaches me lessons in greed, “imagine being able to control when you convert and when you don't.”It makes me look at him, “That's impossible.”“Not for a heretic, I can control my transformation, I have control of my wolf gene.”I think about things, I could perfectly lead my life as a human, w
ABIGAIL POVDon't leave here, don't do this, don't do that. My life moves at the mercy of Damian, he thinks he owns me, and the situation I am in does not favor my freedom and autonomy, I can't leave here, but I need clothes, my things, and Zion the same. Precisely because of him I can't leave here, we have all the covens of witches looking for us in the sky, sea and land, and in places where there is no place, everywhere. It's overwhelming being locked up here.No.The overwhelming thing has been accepting this new life.“Mom, will I be going to school soon?” Zion asks me, his breath warms my chest, he is lying on top of me, holding me.I stroke his golden hair.“We will go to school soon, but for now, we have to wait for Asmeral.” I explained, sweetly. And even though Zion was sad, I don't worry, because he will end up understanding.Asmeral is the only witch I trust, she is the only one who can help Zion, although my son has magical gifts, but he looks like any other child, I think