CHAPTER 7
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AURORA’S POV
I sat on the edge of the bed gripping it tightly. I tried hard to stem the flow of tears down my cheeks but in vain.
Tyson’s words kept resounding in my ears. His was filled with so much hatred. If I was given a chance, I would choose Caleb over Tyson anytime.
So what if he was the leader of the Mafia, he had been very kind to me.
“Thinking about my brother, are you?” A sweet voice sounded near me causing me to jump.
I raised my head to see an enchantress. Everything about her was perfection; deep, blue eyes juxtaposing her long golden locks, cherry red lips, and a perfect figure.
Her face flushed slightly and she said, “Thank you for your high appraisal. Some people think that my beauty makes me a weak person.”
“How did you know… can you read my mind?” I asked in an appalled voice.
“I can’t read minds but I can sense moods. With years of experience, I am quite proficient in guessing…”
What did she mean by Years of experience? She looked like a Teenager.
“Believe me, you DON’T want to know my age…”
My eyes widened and I asked warily, “What are you?”
She smirked at me and whispered, “I am a witch.”
She stretched her arms and waved them. Soon, the wind started flowing in a circular direction; the vase and the ground started shaking.
She stopped right at the moment I thought I was going to freak out.
I groaned as I massaged my head. Why couldn’t she be a normal girl?
“I am totally fed up with my a******e brother just like you. Does that make me better?
I couldn’t help but laugh at her exaggerated expressions. She took out candy and handed it to me saying, “Friends!”
How could I sustain the temptation of orange candy? I had to accept it.
Over the next few days, I spend most of my time chatting with her. She told me about dragons and werewolves and their long-drawn rivalry.
After five days of bonding, I finally felt comfortable enough to broach the topic I had been dying to know about.
“Why does Tyson want my baby, Zarina? Don’t tell me that it is because he loves his baby. I know that it is not true.”
“Ahem….my brother will probably skin me alive for telling you the truth but I feel that you deserve to know.
Tyson wants the baby so that he can get ‘The Heart of Magic.’ Your baby is the key to unlock the portal to the enchanted island.’”
My heart sank. I wondered what would become of me after Tyson got what he wanted.
“He might just kill you… as far as I know my brother, he doesn’t like to have any weakness…”
Caleb’s image flashed in my mind. He made me feel so safe. If only I could be with him.
“You don’t think that dog cares for you, do you? He is also after ‘The heart of Magic.’
I will tell you this only once Aurora. Don’t trust anyone; not even me!”
Then, she turned on her heel and walked away leaving me alone with my thoughts. Her words kept repeating in my head like a record.
I let out a long, deep sigh and sat beside the window. I could see the back of Tyson at a distance. He was busy talking to someone. Nah! I should rephrase this, he was barking orders and the other guy was listening.
He must feel so weighed down with all the responsibilities that came with being the king. I wondered if he was something more beneath the surface… Would he really kill me once he got what he wanted?
BOOM! There was a huge explosion right beside Tyson. I saw him fly in the air and crash against a nearby tree.
“No!!!” A scream escaped my mouth and I ran straight into the garden. My heart pounded against my ribs as I knelt beside him.
I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw his eyes open. His face turned red with fury and he roared, “What the hell do you think you are doing here!?”
I was about to reply but another explosion went off right in the room I had been. My ears rang as I stared at the room in horror. If I hadn’t rushed to the garden, I would have been turned to ashes.
“There has been an unexpected attack! We need to get to someplace safe.” Aslan said kneeling beside us.
“How the hell was our security system breached!? I am going to kill each one of these useless creeps including YOU!” Tyson roared in fury.
I wasn’t even surprised at his reaction. I knew what to expect from Tyson by now.
Aslan helped Tyson get up and started walking towards the mansion but I caught his arm and said, “I know a place that should be safe.”
Tyson snorted in response and said, “Girl! Are you trying to take advantage of the situation?”
I shook my head with disbelief but didn’t say anything neither did Aslan for the record. Leading them to the Oak Tree, I pushed the door open.
“b****y Hell! Where did this come from?” Tyson exclaimed as he staggered inside.
“You both stay here. I will go and eliminate our enemies.” Aslan said and trotted away.
A gasped escaped my mouth when I saw Tyson’s shirt drenched in blood. The wound seemed deeper than expected.
I moved closer to him and peeled off his shirt. He winced slightly but let me remove the shirt. My mouth hung open and tears rolled down my cheeks as I took in the wound.
“You are such a ninny! You can’t even see such a small wound.” He said with indignation but the next moment he slumped to the floor.
I could see his jaws tighten but he didn’t scream. His breathing was becoming labored with every passing moment. I waited for the wound to heal magically like Zarina had mentioned but nothing of the sort happened.
My eyebrows furrowed as I asked, “Why aren’t you healing?”
“Painite… those dogs came prepared…” He said between gasps; before collapsing.
I looked out of the opening. Explosions and bullets were raining like cats and dogs. I drew in a deep breath and got to my feet.
“Where do you think you are going?” Tyson called out from behind but I just ignored him.
“If you leave this place without my permission, I will make you pay for it! Did you hear me?”
His voice faded in the background as I stooped behind a bush and started crawling towards the mansion. My heart was thundering against my ribs; my throat and mouth felt like they had been roasted dry.
This was stupid but it had to be done…
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