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“Because I’m not there, you need to listen to me, can you do that?”
I nod silently as I hear footsteps coming towards us, but these were not wolf feet, they were man’s feet.
If I wasn’t so terrified I’d most likely oogle the man, he was extremely handsome, tall, dark and handsome.
I immediately recognised him, he was a rogue, a local leader that I had seen before. Part of the revolution, one I had considered joining after my husband died saving witches.
“And one you WILL join today”
My husband tells me, I frown as the man c***s his head to the side smiling at me. His straight white teeth were a rarity in this time and age, but they were perfectly straight and clean, similar to my own. His jaw was sharp, softened by the shadow of a beard around his chin, his eyes were bright green, they were mesmerising, full of depth and beauty that was hard to describe without giggling like a schoolgirl.
“And what have we got here”
He says smiling at me, it was devious and clearly not the kind of smile one would like directed at them but he definitely had an appeal to him. He was handsome. The kind of man that would make any lady blush if they weren’t Ofcourse terrified that they were about to die
“He won’t hurt you, just do as he says”
My husbands ghost tells me, I roll my eyes on the inside not wanting to piss of the rogue any further
“The little coven princess, the Lycan that is sworn to protect her against all else and her daughter who will always come second to those undesirable creatures. Now what fun will we have with you lot”
My heart shatters as I pull the girls tight to my body, I didn’t exactly like witches, I put up with them because it’s what I was born to do but a witch child is still a child, and every child is precious
“Please, take me, spare the children, they have done no harm, take me, I will go willingly”
He laughs shaking his head
“Your no good to me when you bend the knee to them, I want the kids”
“No please, do anything you want with me, just please spare them”
“So who is who? I’m guessing the miniature you is yours and the little black haired one is the coven leaders?”
I close my eyes, trying to avoid tearing up in his presence
“ANSWER ME!”
“ANSWER HIM BABY!”
My husband shouts on the inside
“Yyyyess— yesss your correct”
I stutter
“Good girl, now I have a wonderful idea,
Let’s play a game, shall we little ones? A game?”
They look up at me, I nod, too afraid to say anything else
“What’s the rules?”
Zarabella asks him, his eyes snap to her face and a wicked grin spreads across his features.
“We are going to play Meani minie mo”
He grabs them both by the arm and he yanks them towards him, they scream in pain as tears pool in my eyes. My heart felt like it was beating in my throat. I was so terrified of what he was about to do.
“Meani, minie, mo, catch the tiger by the toe, if he squeals, let him go, Meani, mini, mo”
Stopping on Olivia’s side I gasp, my fingers twitch as he grabs her neck with his hands. I shake my head, panic rising within me
“No, please no, I’ll do anything, please, please don’t kill my baby please”
He freezes, his eyes light up like I had just said the correct answer, his smile grows wider as he c***s his head to the side
“Anything?”
He questions, I nod my head
“Anything”
I whisper, the thought of losing my little girl makes my world turn upside down. I had already lost her father, I could not lose her too.
“You won’t lose her just do as he says aurora”
Jacob whispers calmly inside my head
“Good”
The rogue snaps, pushing zarabella into my arms
“Kill her and I let you both live”
I freeze, unable to process the words he had just demanded of me. My eyes snap to his as he grins at me
“Iiiii cantttt, she’s coven leader”
I stuttered the words out, totally shocked at how cold he was. To kill a child was one of the worst things a mother could fathom.
“Fine, yours it is then”
“NOOOO”
I scream, jumping to stop his hands, I ignore the zing of life that flows through me as my hand grazes his. tears stream down my face as I turn to look at the little girl who I loved dearly, she looks at me sideways smiling at me
“It’s ok, my mummy would choose me like you are choosing Olivia. I forgive you”
“Do it baby, don’t make the same mistake that I made. Live for OUR daughter not the coven leaders, our family should always come first, I just couldn’t see that back then. Don’t do as I have done, do what you know is right”
My heart constricts as I raise my hands to catch her little face, kissing her head. I take one large sniff of her scent, my body trembles at the thought of killing a child.
Because to me that’s what she was, she was a child, my daughters best friend, a little girl who basically lives with me, to me she wasn’t the future coven leader, to me she was a baby girl who needed a better mother, one who didn’t let her down or break her promises. To me she was the little girl who use to get confused and call me mumma instead of calling her own mother that yet she was not mine.
She was already being taught to look down on us, now that she’s older they have more time for her, now that they can brainwash her into thinking she was better than the rest of us, that she comes first and everyone should lay there lives down for her and then get treated like a 4th class citizen.
She will be taught to grow and smile as our people struggle to survive, she will be taught to eat well as our people starve. She will be taught that unless you are a witch you are a slave.
As much as I love this little girl I know what she will become just like her mother had changed as we grew up together, I know how she will treat my daughter at my age, it will continue in the same cycle over and over again, each generation getting even more cruel and rotten.
“You see, you know you need to stop the cycle, at all costs aurora, nothing is worth losing our baby for”
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