Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

“But who would have thought that you would be a fool enough to come back to the lair of the wolves to be hunted.” she give her a mocking smile as if to tell how stupid she was.

“Are you shocked, hazel? Have you thought that we have felt pity on you and let you live?” asked her mother as if savoring the breaking of her heart before killing her and she wondered, was she supposed to say yes to it so that she could mock her again.

“No! Since I did not know about you back then. Through desolated, i have a good childhood because of my sister, who took good care of me and neve let me felt alone.” Hazel smiled at the guilt ridden Anne who looked like she would brust any moment due to her guilt.

“But I feel bad for her since she always has to bear the brunt of both sides!” though she did not understand why Anne was still choosing their mother but then.. Shyla never tried to hurt Anne in the first place.

“Ha! The girl is too emotional when it comes to family for her own good. I must say she had fooled me enough.” nodded her mother with a helpless voice that made her wonder if she was so attached to Anne that she never punished her even when she thought Anne made a mistake.

“But once you are gone for good. She did not need to choose between us.” a look of evil and madness filled her face when she smiled creepily and then pointed at the voodoo doll in her hands.

“It will be your end, and I hope you will not come back this time.” with that she twisted the doll in her hands and looked at her with a smile but it froze soon.

Not only had Hazel gotten rid of chains from her both hands but she was also standing straight and looking back at her as if she was the fool here.

With a frown, she held one hand of the doll and then pulled it apart. It should be enough for her hands to bleed out and cut from her body but once again nothing happened.

“You! How are you stopping it?” she asked with a look of frustration on her face when she saw hazel whispering a spell and took a step back though she knew taking a step back would not stop the magic from hurting her.

Soon she felt her lips getting sewn and her hands twisting behind her back.

“You speak too much to my liking!” she mustered as Hazel looked at her struggling mother. She did not need to hear to know that her mother was cursing her.

“Now that we have caught you and you have given me so many tidbits of your life. It is time to leave.” Hazel stared at Anne who was still sitting on the ground with his head bowed like a little kid who was caught doing mistakes, she sighed.

“Annie! Are you coming with us or not?” she asked in a loud voice that flinched Anne.

She raised her head to make sure that Hazel was not angry at her when she frowned.

It should be Hazel who felt betrayed but she has a small smile like always as if she was waiting for Anne to hold her hand but it was her mother who was staring at her with a glare as if asking her why she was not freeing them.

The power of witches is in spells. If they would not be able to mutter a spell they could not cast it and they need to move their fingers or hands to use their elemental powers.

Hazel had taken care of both parts with her spell that only a dark witch could do. That was a forbidden magic for them. So, her mother was cursing Hazel again and asking for her help.

“I am not going to hurt her.” Just when Anne was facing the dilemma, Hazel walked to her and placed her hands on Anne’s shoulder and squeezed it gently to assure her.

“I am only keeping near me so that I can keep an eye on her.” she ensured while looking at her mother and then at Anne, “that is just to be sure that she would not play any trick on me again. If you want, you can meet her on a regular basis.”

Anne could hear her mother spouting some incoherent words under her breath but her muffled voice was not clear.

“Shall we leave now?” asked Hazel, giving Anne a chance to decide the matter.

“Yes!” she had already received more than she could ask for. Their mother was a criminal but she never had the heart to kill her own mother or see her dying from the hands of her sister. But she knew her emotions were against the welfare of the little girl that had suffered a lot.

Shyla continued to struggle and curse Anne that is not reliable at all when she noticed both of them hugging each other as if she was the villain.

The girl had just used the forbidden magic that gets powers from the demon yet she was the one who was the victim! What a joke!

“How are we going to leave?” asked Anne as she tried to open the portal but Hazel shook her head.

“It must have been days since mother had seen the sun.” She looked back at Shyla whose narrowed eyes turned alert, she could feel the laughter of Hazel though her face was straight, “let us take her in the carriage so that she could see how much the world has changed behind her.”

Damn girl wanted to drag her chained in the public as her slave and humiliate her! Shyla scowled but it did not affect the pair of sisters at all.

“Since she wanted to be the messiah of the pure witches by killing me, we should treat her like one.”