Charles made her stand grabbing her by the hair and hitting her head against the table.
Brenda yelled at once, she couldn’t stand the sight of him maltreating her mother, it was getting too much to bear, tears were already curling up on her cheeks leaving them soaked with more and more tears “leave her alone! Stay away from her you monster!” She cried out.
Charles turned to her and gasped, he couldn’t believe that little Brenda could now stand up against him, something her mother would never be able to do “what did you just say?” He asked.
Brenda was quiet, she wondered if she made a mistake by speaking up, perhaps she ended up making the issue worse meanwhile Melanie could barely see a thing, she was just laying there with blood all over her face at the mercy of Charles who might end up killing her that night and sending her to her early grave, Charles grabbed Melanie by the hair and forced her to stand despite the fact that
He hurried down stairs few minutes later, his eyes bloodshot and his hands covered in stains of blood, he looked frustrated and at the same time bitter, looking like a captain who’s ship capsized, he hated himself over and over again batting hard on his lips, what was he to do to get over this guilt and pain he felt in his chest? He felt lost and totally empty, he was really beginning to understand what he stands to loose if Rose finally succeeds with whatever plans she had up her sleeves since she already had those documents, he dragged his feet closer to the bar, for a moment he fixed his stare at a bottle of whiskey which was carefully sitting right there, it looked a little dusty though but that didn’t stop him from admiring but it would taste like, perhaps he could drown his fear and pains in it, perhaps he could give his night aware to alcohol and his heaviness in his chest might be lifted off, he shut his eyes for a moment placing both of his hands on his head, he
The room was dark, a little candle was lit and placed at the corner of the room, though the light was tiny but it saturated the room so well making it brighter than it ought to be, it’s obvious that their was a little spark of magic used to enable to light shine brighter, it was Azora’s room, it looked a little scary and at the same time empty, Carmella lay still on the bed with her eyes shut, animal skin was used to cover a part of her body while a warm clothe was placed on her forehead to normalize her body temperature. Azora stood outside pacing the front of her house, she looked very unhappy and unpleased with the turn out of events, what scares her most is the possibility that Carmella might not be able to survive though she had tried her best to stabilize her, she shook her head in pain knowing that the death of Carmella would only mean that all her plans would fall like a pack of cards and she would spend the rest of her life living right there in the forbidden pa
The ghost took glances at each, they wore a long face which gave away their anger making them look even more scarier than they were supposed to look, they were quiet and for that moment Azora enjoyed the silence, her head was boiling hot with confusion on to the next line of action to take and so was she scared of what the ghost’s verdict might be, she knew how cruel they were and how much they hated incompetence especially when it’s coming for someone they have trusted with more than enough and believe that it’s impossible for her to fail with such power at her disposal, she could barely lift up her eyes to look at their faces, she slowly picked on her fingers praying silently that she is granted a second chance to prove that she is worthy of their trust and can carry out the assignments given to her accordingly, she took a glance at her house, the door was widely open so she could clearly see when Carmella wakes up, now she was getting even more worried that it w
The third ghost opened her mouth to speak but paused when she heard someone coughing from inside the house, Azora’s eyes flew wide open with excitement, Carmella was finally awake, she grinned happily turning to the ghosts hoping this new develop changes their mind, the ghosts only took glances at each other and varnished without saying a word to her, she didn’t know what that means but she was sure that they have decided to give her a second chance, she jerked up on her feet and ran into the house, Carmella was already sitting up on the bed by the time she got there, she was rubbing her hands over her eyes looking like someone who was lost and had woken up from the dead, of course she did wake up from the dead else she was supposed to be dead by then and her corpse dumped where the villagers would find it and the cause of her death would never be traced expect by a witch more powerful than the powers of the ghosts, Azora stood in front of her glaring at her.Carmel
Azora turned to her and chortled “wouldn’t it have been better if I allowed you join your ancestors and languish in the grave you stupid girl? I gave you a mission, a very simple mission but you just couldn’t even carry it out effectively without trying to get yourself killed on the process.”Carmella gasped “what exactly are you talking about? The… the last time I checked I… I.. went to Diana’s house to do exactly what you asked me to do, then I came out and…. I started choking on something” she said looking very confused though she kept stammering in between her statements.Azora shook her head “you still don’t get do you? You are just so foolish, I thought you were a smart girl Carmella, we had an agreement, I sent you to do something that would benefit you and make you the next queen of your village, it’s not like using your real face to meet your sister wasn’t provoking enough d
Azora chortled on hearing her words, it was loud enough so Carmella heard her clearly, she turned staring blankly at her then sighed out loud on a second thought, after all she wasn’t the one who almost lost her life all in an effort to eliminate her kids sister, she bit slightly on her lips narrowing her eyes in pain at the thought of Diana, getting rid of her have become so impossible, she have become a thorn in her flesh, not like it just started but it has always been like that ever since they were children, she left belittled when it comes to Diana, the villagers always praised her for her beauty and good character, she always felt swallowed up in Diana’s shadows as a child, unable to express herself or be heard by anyone, as far as she was concerned when Diana was around, no one saw, noticed or even heard her voice, it was always Diana this and that, she got so jealous but couldn’t do anything but to hope that she some day gets married to Joshua whom she had
“Everything Carmella, everything is definitely wrong about your suggestion, you think I am not aware of love potions before we agreed on getting rid of Diana? I am aware of that Carmella but sorry it won’t work” she informed.Carmella gasped, she couldn’t understand what Azora was saying, what exactly was she driving at? Wouldn’t it have been better if she made it obvious that she doesn’t have the power to make such potions other than telling her that it won’t work? She thought to herself staring at Azora who looked away with both of her hands placed on her laps.“Why won’t it work?” Carmella finally asked, she was really getting uncomfortable as their was nothing else she could think of.Azora scoffed and turned to Carmella in amazement “aren’t you aware that most of this potions don’t work on royalties, they don’t work on male alphas especially this very love potion you are ask
Zara wrapped her hands across her chest looking pissed and at the same time worried, she sat at the edge of her bed looking like one who had seen a ghost, the night had gone slowly, her eyes looked puffy as she barely blinked her eyes or tried to sleep all night long, Carmella didn’t come home the previo itus night and this got her very worried, earlier in the day she had seen her hurrying off looking like one who was being chased by a beast, when she tried to confront her about where she was going her response was cold and that left her unsatisfied, for some reasons she felt that something was going on and Carmella was up to something, but whatever it is that she was up to, she couldn’t press a finger on it. The room was cold and her candle was still burning gently at the corner though she could see tiny rays sharing it’s self into her room through the slightly open bamboo window, she brushed her hands across her hair licking her lower lip while she dwelled in her