ELSA’S POV
Everywhere was dark; only the moonlight illuminated the place. The cold night breeze moved around, engulfing me in its arms.
As she recited the strange words, everywhere was silent. It was so silent that if someone dropped a pin, you would hear it. Only the sound of the breeze was heard. She kept reciting the strange words from the ancient book. After she was done reciting the spells, she took out a knife that had some engraving on it and handed it to Mark.
“Make a cut on your palm and pass the knife to your mate to also make a cut on her palm. After you have done that, put your hands together and place them over the calabash for your mixed blood to enter into it.” She instructed.
Mark took the knife from her and made a cut in his palm, after which he passed it over to Jes
