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"Don't say anything, don't touch anything, and don't interfere," he instructed, in a soft voice that made me close my eyes instinctively. It was a scary and extremely pleasurable feeling. He spoke to my mind and soul, and both corresponded. It was the kind of feeling you only feel when you're in a man's bed. And everything got worse when he stroked my face so that I would lift him up, and I had to open my eyes, finding the blue-violet irises much closer than they should. He could have kissed me right there, if he wanted to." My magic will protect your emotions, so that you do not suffer like a Banshee, since your crying can be deadly for a human. But stay tuned, Elena. We are being watched by everyone in heaven and hell.

I nodded. I didn't mean to give a peep. Not when your mouth was so close to mine and that magic made me forget even my name. I had never felt that way. And Miguel had already touched me before losing a part of his powers. Something seemed different now. However, I pus