All Chapters of The goddess Bond: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

DAMIEN.“Something is wrong,” my wolf announces, interrupting my conversation with Lucas.“What?” I ask out loud.“I said, Maya hasn't made contact yet, but we shouldn't worry. She left just two days ago, after all,” Lucas replies.“No. Not you, my wolf. He says something is wrong.”“Like what?” I don't answer, instead, I focus on my wolf.“What is wrong?” I ask.“I don't know. I can't pinpoint it. The feeling started yesterday, but it is worse now.”“Yesterday? Do you think it is Maya? That something has happened to her?”“How would I know if something has happened to her? Am I her mate? No, this… this has to do with Natalie. Something is wrong with Natalie.”At his words, I get off my seat, senses on high alert.“What?! What is wrong?” Lucas demands as he follows me out the door.“Something is wrong with Natalie,” I answer as I race over to her room.“What? Like what?”“I don't know Lucas. That is why I am heading to her room,” I snap.Just before we reach the landing, we hear a

DAMIEN.Lucas and I both exchange a startled glance at her swearing, not knowing what to make of it.“What? What is wrong?” I demand.“What is wrong?!” she exclaims again. “Can't you feel it?”“Feel what?”“The power in here! It is like a battleground!”“A battl-, what in all of Hades are you talking about?” I snap.“Fredja,” Lucas starts. “I can call you Fredja, right?” At her nod, he continues. “What my Alpha means is that you should please explain what you see or feel. You see, we have no experience with the world of witches, all these are pretty new to us.”“Hmm, of course,” she says before taking a deep breath and carefully steps into the room. She stops there at the door, her eyes screwed shut in what looks like agony or concentration or a mix of both before a thin sheen settles over her.It is so faint, I almost miss it, first there and then gone.She opens her eyes and it is like whatever she is feeling has disappeared, her shoulders relax and she starts to breathe easier.“W

WILLOW.Craaash!“You need to call down,” the punk says as he sips his wine, ignoring my tantrum.“Easy for you to say!” I snap. “You are not the one whose powers are waning because of a useless brat!” I rant as I throw another vase against the wall.Once we had cleared up the clearing after self-sacrifice, he had booked for me a hotel close to the Varon pack, where I would be available when the notice for a witch is sent out.But nothing had been sent out!It has been three days already and the pack has been silent. Do they not know that she is running out of time? They are both running out of time.And because of the immense amount of power it took to create this spell, I too am running out of time.The thread on her would be weakening because of the spell.This is not how this was supposed to go.Why are they wasting time?!“Maybe they are still trying to figure it out,” my friend says. “You know with their healers and all that.”“Don't be silly. Damien is not an idiot. If he was,

DAMIEN.“What happened?” A voice sounds from behind us.I turn around to see Fredja standing behind me, eyes wide as she takes in the scene.“Oh shit,” she mutters.“You can say that again,” I mutter. “Can you explain this?” I ask her as I move for her to walk in.She moves past us and she gingerly approaches the scene before getting down to Pan. She places her index finger on his forehead and closes her eyes.For a few minutes, she stays like that, completely still before her eyes slowly flutter open.“Is he alive?” I ask worridly.“Thankfully, yes.”“Was it Willow again?” “No. He is just an idiot,” she answers before turning to me. “You didn't announce to the pack that you have found your mare and that it is Natalie?”“Uh, no. What does that have to do with this?” I wonder.“This young man has taken it upon himself to avenge your chosen mate, Maya. He believes that Natalie is an agent sent to cause confusion and mayhem in your pack. He came to kill her, believing himself righteous

NATALIE.I watch in quiet amusement as Damien hovers and fidgets over Elias as he examines me. He is almost jumping out of his skin with nerves, his eyes tracking his every movement with hawk-eye diligence.Elias raises his head as he sets down his instruments before looking at me and breaking into a small smile.“You are as healthy as anyone can possibly be,” he announces.“Really?” I ask skeptically. “Anyone? Have you forgotten what you said about me the last time?”“I know. Which is why this is so strange, but then I suppose when witches are involved..” -a side eye at Fredja who is standing by the door observing- “...weird things are bound to happen. ““Can you be more specific?” Damien asks. “What exactly has changed?”“Well, for one, her healing has sped up. Exponentially. Whatever was hindering your wolf from helping before is gone.”“Of course, it is,” Fredja says, interrupting him. “The thread connecting you and Fredja is gone. That means whatever spell she had made with you