Who Does Grace End Up With In Good Witch 소설 & 이야기

“What a surprise. I must say, I didn’t expect such esteemed guests today.” Mrs. Montgomery returned the smile, hers more polite than warm. Ernest simply offered a nod. Before I could ask further, Oliver stepped closer to me and leaned in, whispering into my ear. “He’s here to see Grace, Mother. Where is she?” I blinked, my body tensing slightly. ''Grace? Why would he want to see her?'' I asked myself, staring at them blankly. Yes! Grace’s return had attracted attention. She was, after all, the most talked-about daughter of the late Mr. Wellington. But this... this felt different. This wasn’t mere curiosity; there was something behind it. I composed myself and turned to Ernest, my smile more

I stood up and gave her one last look. The face I once dreamed about suddenly looked so strange and ugly. "Shirley, "This is the last thing I'm doing for you. "After this, we're even. We don't owe each other anything anymore," I said and walked away. She froze, then started screaming like crazy, "Max! You selfish idiot! You can't go! "You're heartless! You're so ungrateful! I was blind to marry you!" I did not turn back. I stepped out of the detention center.

I slammed my car door in frustration. I couldn't believe we had come so close to freeing Grace and her wolf, only to fall short. The witch had to have used magic to conceal her path, but it made me feel like an idiot. How could she have slipped through my grasp so easily? I wasn't used to being defeated in literally anything and this was by a freaking witch. "Fuck. That could have gone better." Leon sighed as he climbed into the driver's seat and Sawyer got into the back seat. "That was a disaster." I grumbled. "We learned a few things.

The witch is covering her face, as if she doesn’t want anyone else to see her. Who is she and why is she meeting Chris? Why would my best friend meet a witch in secret? “You will want to see this as well sir” he said and then showed me another picture. In this picture the witch was meeting with other witches. But the problem was the person who was talking to her and leading this group. The woman is Grace Bishop, Charlotte’s vile mother who has been hunting her own daughter down. Grace is already a powerful witch as it is, she has a great reputation in her coven and others.

The person in charge was respectful as he said, "I apologize for any offenses before. It was merely part of my duty. Please don’t take it to heart." "I understand," Grace responded cooly. "Can I see my secretary now?" "Of course. You don’t need approval to see anyone now since your innocence has been confirmed." Thus, not only Luke came to see her but also Caleb and Victor. As the doorbell rang, Grace went to answer the door, only to see Caleb holding sage leaves and baring his teeth. "Gracie!" She jumped, startled. "What are you doing?" "Dispelling the bad luck! Did you know you’ve encountered a villain? Caleb is here to exorcise the evil spirits!"

I cry over Grace’s lifeless body. The lycans and hunters form a circle around the seven witches who are now defenseless against us all. Silence falls over us all as I cry over Grace’s body. Taking her hand in my own, I hold it close to my heart. “We will be okay,” I say as I reach up and grasp Walter’s hand. “You can go rest now.” Her body lets out final sigh before turning to ash. Puckering my lips I blow gently across her ashes sending them into the sky and fluttering away.

Grace turned and eyed me critically and began laughing. "You wish for me to play your wife in America? Geesh Mortas, you think you can play the part of a husband?" I rolled my eyes at her teasing me. I stuck my tongue out at her and I got surprised by Grace jumping onto me and pinning me down on the mattress. I looked down to see her robe flayed open and her full breasts on display. She smirked and leaned down to kiss me. "I will play house with you Mortas on one condition and that is you allow Lucifer to marry us and you put your ring on my finger," she said firmly and pushed on my chest as she climbed up off me and looked down.

CHAPTER 5 Gracia’s POV “Did you see him? No, did you see how ignorant he was?” I questioned my father anxiously as my mother stepped in. “I can’t marry that beast, father. He doesn’t even have respect for his in-law.” I informed him the truth that we noticed. “Grace, what are you afraid of?” he called the short phrase of my name and I turned to him, letting go of all my insecurities. “I just took leadership of what you want. I’m to shoulder your pack and not elope with a man. I don’t want to marry him, I want to lead.” I meticulously explained how I felt to my parents, my father exhaled heavily.

"Not the oh-so noble Charles Blackwoods." "And you've already provided two perfect good heirs to choose from," I smiled. "Cecil is a beta lycan." His eyes widened. He went still. "Richard is an alpha." He shot to his feet. "You're lying." "I'm not," I said. "And for the record, Grace is at least half-lycan. And she's an alpha." He paled. He shook his head. "You're just saying that." "I'm not. Given the situation, you have two options."

She placed her hand over her stomach, playing the part of the scared and vulnerable girl for the very last time in her life. "I have something to tell you that will change everything, and I hope that you are ready to be the man you promised you would be when we were together under the stars. Grace said she is pregnant with your child, and I am terrified of what my father will do to us if he ever finds out that his first grandchild belongs to the vampire king," Grace said. She let a single tear fall down her face, a perfect bit of acting that made Lucas let out a soft laugh of pure, evil triumph.