Semua Bab Bound By Magic Or Fate? ( book one): Bab 41 - Bab 50

“She might be.” Katarina wonders aloud. “We won’t know until we try.”“No! You are not testing a theory out on her. What if she dies trying, then what? I won’t agree to it.” He looks around at them all.“I have to agree with him; until we can be sure she is strong enough we can’t risk it. All the other witches turned: they didn’t just draw the magic in, they turned into vampires before dying.”Willow looks towards Zander, shocked. “I agree, I won’t do it. I won’t risk becoming that even if I’ll die straight after, no way.” Katarina nods slightly.“In that case, Willow, you have to try every day to unlock more, to unlock the next step. If it is foreseen that you and Alaric will marry, then fine

WILLOW  It’s been a few weeks since Camille disappeared and no-one has seen or heard from her. The wedding planning seems to be going well, with Azalea helping Willow, but there’s something odd about the absence of Camille that worries Willow. She’d at least like to know where Camille is, for peace of mind if not anything else. It’s quiet in the house; Alaric left around a week ago to spread the word about the alliance between the werewolves and the witches, and Azalea’s spending the day with Zander and the rest of the coven.“Morning, queen,” comes a deep voice from behind her. Willow jumps up and hugs Alaric tightly.“Did you miss me?” He asks, inhaling the familiar scent of her and smiling as sh

While he sleeps, he could swear he hears movement around him; his body trying to get up but unable to as everything goes quiet again.“Alaric?” He hears Willow’s voice as her hands shake him slightly; opening his eyes he looks at her confused. “Let’s get to bed, today has been long.” Kissing him she walks to their room, Alaric following her feeling bewildered if anything. He’s almost sure he heard her moving around before she woke him up. Too tired to even consider it right now, he finds himself falling asleep again, only this time his arms are wrapped tightly around Willow, their breathing slowly becoming gentler as they drift off in harmony.Willow and Alaric find the week passing by quicker than any other as they concentrate on the wedding. Alaric hasn’t heard anything about Camille or if she has been seen since she went to the Monventla, which he assumes means no-one has heard anything. It’s morning now, and he&

Willow moans, her hands feeling across his body, her mind trying to remember to keep linked to him. Her moans get louder as Alaric kisses along her neck, slowly kissing down her body until he is kneeling in front of her. He looks up and smirks before sliding his hands into her underwear, letting the lace drop to the carpet. He presses his mouth softly against her sex, tonguing gently as her hands tangle into his hair. His mouth kissing down as his tongue begins to tease her, slipping inside. Willow’s moans get louder as his tongue moves quicker, the wetness from within her dripping free onto his tongue as she orgasms.She feels him smile against her stomach as he kisses back up her body, their lips meeting as at the same time Alaric grasps her hips, sliding his cock into her sex. Willow’s head falls forward onto his shoulder as his hips begin moving, his hands holding her tighter and against the wall.

Willow When Willow wakes up she sees Dan sitting next to her and smiles sleepily.“You remember what we spoke about?” he asks, stroking her hair. She nods.“You saying there was a way to help so we could leave this place and be safe, a way to save us.” Willow smiles at him as his arms snake around her.“Look at me, Willow.” She looks towards him but glances away as the door opens, seeing Marcel standing looking at them. “Willow, at me.” Turning she looks at Dan, confused. “Remember everything, Willow. Remember exactly who I am and why that ring is on your finger; remember whose baby you’re carrying, and what happens next.” He stands up, Willow looking around the room, everything swarmin