Sandy’s POVI can’t believe what I just did. F***! I kissed a witch. Can you believe that? I kissed her…. My mind drifted to the way her soft lips moved against mine; they were so sweet, so tempting.Ora wasn’t like the other witches. She was probably one of those rare good ones. Still, I shouldn’t have kissed her back. I couldn’t give her any power over me. Resolving to have better control over myself, I returned to the inn with some breakfast.Evaan had already woken up and he was seated next to her, his little hands patting her head gently. Hearing my footsteps, he looked up, “How is Aunt Ora now? Did she wake up in the night?”“She did….” I placed the bag on the table. “I brought some celebratory breakfast.”His eyes lit up. Sliding down, he waddled towards the table. “Let me serve them.” He said as he opened the packaging. Evaan was very responsible for a five-ye

Sandy’s POVI kept gaping at the empty space for quite some time; lost in my thoughts. I wondered if we would meet again in this lifetime; after all, she was a witch and I was a werewolf. A sigh of longing inadvertently left my lips, blending into the soft air of the woods.The sun had risen and its rays streamed through the gaps between the foliage bathing everything in its golden glow. I should have asked her to stay for a while. Then, I could have taken to my favourite lake and….The sudden sound of shuffling footsteps broke my train of thought. The bushes swayed at a distance as if they were being parted by someone. My first instinct was to run but I stopped myself. I was near my pack’s territory. What was there to fear?A few moments later, the thick overgrowth parted and two men emerged. They were dressed in battling armor. A deep frown settled on my forehead as I addressed the man standing to my left, “If I am right, you belong to

Ora’s POVIt’s just been a couple of days since Sandy and Evaan left. But, it already feels like a part of me is missing.“Ora….Ora, when did start falling for strangers like this? Don’t you know that nothing good can come out of an association between a werewolf and a witch?” I chided myself as I changed and adjusted my hairstyle. Today was the thirteenth day after my sister’s death. Mother must have organised a formal ceremony to consecrate her remains. I knew she wouldn’t want me to attend it but I had to go.I was about to teleport right into my house but the sudden congestion in my heart made me lose focus. Moments later, I found myself in the midst of some ruins. The grass was charred and rubbles and chunks of the wall were littered as far as my eyes could see.What place was this? I sauntered around, trying to figure out the place I had accidentally teleported to. The trees on either side of the path had tur

Ora’s POVI paced up and down the grassy meadow with restless anticipation. If Sandy had gotten the message, he should have been here by now. Did he see through my plan? Or did he just decide not to come? Hundreds of questions swirled in my mind as I continued to wear the ground. What would I do if he didn’t turn up? What will I say to Grand Magus?A frustrated grunt escaped my lips and I smacked my palm. Now that he was back with his friends and family, he probably didn’t care about me or my message. It was funny how this thought made my heart twist when all I wanted to do was make him pay for betraying me. I snorted and shook off any sense of attachment I felt for him.“Ora, is everything alright?” The moment I heard his voice, I spun around in delight. My lips lifted in an automatic smile and I took a step towards him. His beard had grown into a soft stubble and his eyes looked weary. But, he was as handsome as ever, and more alluring

Sandy’s POVI had never regretted meeting Ora. She was like a beacon of light that kept me from drowning in the darkness. I had faith that she would save me from this hellhole that tortured you on so many levels. God knows what kind of magic this cell possessed. It made me re-live all my nightmares again and again and I had quite a few of them.The nightmares would plague my mind until I couldn’t bear the agony and passed out. The silver chains burned me as I tossed and turned in an attempt to run away. My life had turned into a horror singularity that kept repeating again and again, endlessly. I kept waiting and waiting for how long I don’t know.Ora did come like a beam of light in the cell. I was naïve enough to think that she had come to save me. It was only when she pushed me in front of her Grand Magus that I snapped out of my delusion. She wasn’t here to calm me; was here to scorch me.Even now that she was raining blows on my