Magic Academy: Finding My Mate
"Witches are beautiful, and you're not an exception—close your eyes, and I will show you a portion of what you're capable of."
My eyelids flutter close, and Lucy squeezes my hands. Tingles start inside my shoes, and I have to bite my lower lip at the thousand needles feeling traveling up my legs. Warmth spread within me, circling inside my chest and building up a vortex.
"That's good, and now channel that magic, and give it to me."
Without hesitation, I let Lucy have the accumulated energy, and then I'm allowed a glimpse of his train of thoughts. I see a mattress, bedsheets, and when I open my eyes, we are sitting on soft materials.