CLAIRE's POVThe next few days were filled with non stop training. Aunt Axera made my training as hard and gruesome as possible. I did not have any other sparring partner, except for her.She made me engage her in battle multiple times, and of course I was brutally beaten. Day in and day out I sparred with her, in hopes that maybe I could defeated even once, but the overwhelming difference in strength made me lose hope after the second try.All I was left with were small bruises and sore muscles. Was this training even going to make me get better? It only made me feel worse. Aunt Axera always won without even giving me a chance to land a hit on her.It made the rage within me heighten. Why did she want me to keep fighting her everyday? Was this a way for her to show off her powers? I scoffed. The thought made me even more angry."Claire! You are getting distracted!" Aunt Axera's voice broke me out of my trance and I came back to the reality of my situation. I had zoned into my though
CLAIRE's POV"Claire." I spun around at the sound of my name. I looked around, a bit agitated, but there was no one in sight. I was the only one present in the cave, so who had called out to me."Claire."I paused and slowly turned back to the book. I heard my name again, but this time, I could tell where it was coming from. It was coming from the book. I tilted my head and gazed at the book with awe and confusion.How was it speaking to me?It called out to me again, softly. It's voice seemed to be pulling me, enticing me, tempting me to take it. I became entranced by this weird book. It wanted me, only me. I reached out to it slowly, but stopped mid way. What on earth was I doing? I swallowed and turned my back away from the book, but it called to me once again, this time with a sweeter voice."Claire,"I jumped and snapped my head towards the book, my eyes so wide, I feared that they would pop out of my skull. The book has called out to me, but with Dominik's voice. It called my
AXERA's POVI sat at the bottom of the stands, my eyes scanning the training grounds, waiting eagerly for Claire. It was 45 minutes past the time for training and she was no where to be found. Where was she? Was she slacking off? I shook my head. That was impossible. I could tell that she hated the training so much, but considering how much she wanted to improve and get stronger, I knew that there was no way she would miss practice.But her lateness worried me. I glanced at my wristwatch for the tenth time and let out a frustrated sigh. Where on earth was Claire?"Miss Axera, are you sure she is coming for training today?" The girl who sat beside me chirped.I turned my eyes to her. Her name was Giselle, the witch I had picked to be Claire's sparring partner today. She was one of my students and could cast grade three spells.She was a very strong witch, and one I was proud of. I wanted Claire to fight someone way stronger than her, as a way to push her to her limits. It was once sai
AXERA's POVOris. A name that every witch dared not to utter. It was a forbidden name and also a feared one. It belonged to a being that was discovered while I was still in my early twenties. The dark totem was a book that had been discovered, laying deep in underground caves. The witches had all thought it was a spell book, but the words written on it were foreign and seemed ancient.With the empress's orders, the book was taken under intense study. The witch that handled the research was a very skilled one. She took months researching the book and we were all in hopes that the new spell book could be a way to enhance our powers.That way, the clan would no longer be seen as a weak one and it would get the respect it so deserved. The witches had been hungry for power and that had made them commit a terrible mistake. They eventually found out about Oris, after he had possessed the witch that led the research.He revealed himself as a demon that inhabited the dark totem. He pried on
CLAIRE's POVMy head was ringing and it felt like it had been hit by a very large object. The throbbing brought my consciousness back slowly. I cracked my heavy eyelids open and my head seemed to hurt even more.But that was not the only place that hurt.My whole body felt broken and in shambles. It felt like I had done some kind of tedious work. My blurry vision cleared after minutes and my eyes was met with an unfamiliar flower patterned ceiling.Where was I?I turned to my side and saw a small table. On the table were bottles filled with what I assumed were magic potions. My eyes moved down to my body and I finally realised that I was laying down on a bed.My memory was hazy, but I tried my best to recall what had happened that eventually led to me being here. I met up with Aunt Axera at the training grounds, met my sparring partner and we began to fight.But then I chanted the words Oris had given me. I bit my lips as they quivered. The damn book. If I had known it was evil, I wou
CLAIRE's POVDominik? Had I heard her right? I almost jumped out of bed, but the burning pains all over my body reminded me why I was there in the first place. Aunt Axera nodded."You can let him him," she said and turned to me. "I will leave you both alone to do some catching up, but I will come and check up on you later."I gave her a small smile and nodded. She gave me a soft pat on the head and made her way out of the room, shutting the door behind her quietly.My heart began to race. Was Dominik really here? Or had the witch mistaken his name for someone else's. I drummed on my thighs as I waited eagerly. The moment the door cracked open, I spun my head towards it.My eyes widened at the sight of my mate. He walked into the room slowly and his eyes went as wide as mine."Claire," he breathed.The sound of my name, rolling down his tongue filled me with an indescribable amount of joy. Before I knew it tears were rolling down my cheeks. In that moment all the pain in my body seemed
CLAIRE's POVI was bedridden for a couple of days. I greatly underestimated the after effects of getting my body taken over by another entity. Aunt Axera had told me that I should have been dead. My survival was basically a miracle.I remained in the medical room for a week until I had gotten my strength back. I was eager to train, but my Aunt refused and insisted I get more rest before resuming training once again.She pointed out that my mama, the energy witches used to cast spells had not been fully recovered. My physical body may have been healed, but my mama would take a very long time to regenerate.She encouraged me to spend more time in nature, and told me that my mama would regenerate faster if I did. And that was exactly what I did. I spent my time going for runs, or studying the spell book under a tree. Today, that was exactly what I was doing.I sat under an oak tree, which was beside a large field blessed with beautiful flowers. The weather was nice, as the sun was out a
CLAIRE's POV"Yes, just like that, relax your shoulders and take deep breaths," Aunt Axera said to me.I did as she said and relaxed my shoulders. I took in deep breaths and felt the wind graze my skin. Aunt Axera and I were on the fields, sitting under a large tree. According to her, I needed to learn breathing exercises as it help me recover my mana and also help with fatigue. It was also a good way to build stamina.Stamina was an important factor of spell casting. As my aunt said, a tired witch cannot cast spells to the fullest. She was hell bent on me building my stamina before we get back into training again.I was not in a rush this time, I was ready to take it slow and learn how to become a strong witch step by step. I took a breath in and breathed out. I repeated that a few more times and opened my eyes."Mm, that is good, very good. Now, you are going to do that for three more hours," Aunt Axera said.I blinked at her in disbelief."Three more hours?!" I exclaimed.She nodde