Allegras Curse

Allegra’s POV: I gaze down at the book, yes the book. The one that has been used for centuries to call on our fellow witches or warlock clans when in need of help, but it must be done. I tremble, and then a fllash back. It’s me two years ago; young, dumb, and totally in love. I watch Him as he moves from witch to witch. Each of my fellow coven mates instantly begin flirting and offering their selves, all to gain rank in our coven, so sickening. I can’t really blame them though. Percy has these piercing green eyes that seem to stare into your soul when he’s one on one with you. His dark locks fall perfectly into place making you think he has never had a bad hair day in his existence. His physique; masculine enough to let you know he could fight whatever evil challenging and gentle enough to picture him holding you for days on end. He was the complete and total warlock package and I had never been so in love with anyone in my existence. I have seen enough flirting and the more I watch the angrier I become, I wonder into our barn. Fresh hay and the gentle sounds of our livestock quiets my jealousy just as I had hoped it would. I quickly find myself at hedges stall. Hedge is our oldest goat, I was raised up with him, no matter how many times I had been laughed at in my childhood I always referred to hedge as my brother. He was family to me, more so than my coven mates swore to be. I always seem to find myself here when I need to have a heart to heart and he always seems to listen ever so intently. Just as I began to spill my heart to hedge I hear a stir in the hay. I’m on alert and fearing the worst when I see none other than Percy. “Why did you run off?” Percy questions. As if he doesn’t know what he was doing to me the entire time. I push him softly and roll my eyes, in a instant before I can even blink, he has me on my back in the hay. Percy is cupping both sides of my face so that I have no choice but to look at him. “You know they could never compare to you, right? My love for you goes beyond any magic all witches combined could break.” I glare into his piercing, mesmerizing green eyes. For a moment, I want to believe him, so much that for what feels like a second, I give in. I pretend this is the life I could have, the one I so desperately crave. I dream almost every night of being next to him. Suddenly without thinking I reach up to gently meet his lips, so soft and so ready to welcome me. What starts as a sweet kiss quickly turns into a deep, passionate one. The type where all your emotions pour into this kiss. He deepens to explore my mouth just as I meet his with equal excitement. Moments, minutes, maybe seconds later his hands are inching down my sides, carefully but desperately begging to reach the most sacred parts of my body, just as he is making my back arch I grab his back softly scratching his broad shoulders and caressing his most intimate parts. I’m ready to give in when suddenly a scream let’s out so fierce and so loud that we are both on our feet in pure panic. Percy and I realize who the person is staring us, so devilishly and fiercely that we both cower in shame. Just then, I stutter to form words that justify finding us together when I’m met with a fist to my face, all goes black and I find myself back to reality. “Hello, Percy. Sorry to summon you but our coven has fell under attack we need you and your warlocks to help us.” “We are on our way, I didn’t think the day would ever come that I’d see you again, Allegra. Be safe until we get there.” Percy says.