Chapter 80


    As she stands, Yiselda adds, ‘I shall return tomorrow to lead Alpha Be to Pandora’s Box’


    ‘We’ll apany you, Yiselda, and return to Shadow Crestter, Fern adds.


    ‘Very well, she says with a smile.


    I need to see Alec, not just because I can’t stop thinking about him, but also because I’m curious about


    this mark. I’d want to ask him why I keep thinking of him in a sensual light, but I can’t acknowledge that


    I find him appealing. It just wouldn’t be proper.


    ‘May you shoulde with us this time?’ I say.


    ‘Yes, yes, she exims as she dashes over to join us.


    T’ll be back soon, I kiss Magnus, ‘don’t keep me waiting too long,’ he smiles.


    ‘I won’t,’ I respond as I kiss him once more.


    We port through the circle, following the witches and appear outside Pandora’s Box. Upon entering,


    May squeals in delight at the broom sweeping the floor.


    ‘Does it ever stop sweeping?’ I ask out of curiosity.


    Yiseldaughs, ‘No, dear, it doesn’t,’.


    “Hmm, very good,’ I say, intrigued and enter the kitchen through the left door.


    Yiselda, using her powers, makes everyone a hot cup of tea.


    ‘I’m going to go to the enchanted garden for a while,’ I smile.


    “Okay, give Star a pat for me,’ Yiselda yells out as I leave the kitchen and walk down the hallway. I pass


    through the mirror, stop at the right door, and open it.


    “Reaper, you stay here and keep a lookout. I’ll be back, okay?’


    ‘Where are you going?’ He mind-links.


    “I’ll tell youter, I promise.’ He flies off my shoulder and hops onto the ground.


    Just be quick, okay?’


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    Inod, ‘Thanks, Reaper,’I smile.


    Materialise,’ I say, imagining a book. I ce it on the ground in the darkness in front of me. ‘Sprouto


    Spawniate,’ I say. The books multiply and grow in size and form a staircase. I flick my wand for light


    and close the door behind me as I walk up the stairs of books until I reach therge ck door with the


    sigils drawn in ce. I slowly open the door, careful not to smudge the markings.


    The Grimghouls hiss, showing their teeth as I walk by. The dark silhouettes of the Shadow Reapers


    moan as if they are in agony. I can only just make them out,


    ‘I knew you couldn’t stay away from me long,’ Alec says in his husky voice, sending a hot shiver down


    my spine.


    “How did you know?’ I say, stepping close enough to his face with the dim light of my wand.


    He smiles endearingly at me, ‘That’s a secret I’d like to keep for a while longer, but I’m delighted you’re


    here. It’s not often I get visitors. It’s mostly Yiselda who visits each day to give me my daily sustenance.


    Sometimes but rarely, one of the other witches brings it to me, but they don’t even acknowledge me,’


    ‘Daily sustenance? You mean blood?’ I say, a little anxious,


    Youre a werewolf, so it’s not like you don’t go hunting and ughtering rabbits and other rodents for


    sustenance in wolf form.


    *That’s very true,’ I smirk.


    A few moments pass, and I realise we have been gazing at each other silently. I blink and shake my


    head-the mark on my wrist warms up, spreading warm sparks through me.


    I’m now as close as I can be to the bars and hold my wrist out towards Alec, ‘You have done something


    to me. Please tell me what this mark is and what these strange feelings are. You have to tell me,’ I


    demand.


    He gently takes my arm, caresses his thumb over the mark and leans against the bars.


    ‘This isn’t just a mark, my love. This is my new destiny,’ he says and ces a kiss upon the mark. My


    body instantly feels on fire. The same way Magnus makes me feel. I pull my arm back and stare at him


    with a worried look.


    ‘I don’t understand,’ I say.


    ‘Once I am out of here, you will understand,’ he says.


    I just noticed I had subconsciously stepped close to the bars again, in reach of Alec. Our faces are


    inches apart.


    ‘You don’t seem to be afraid of me, Luna?’ he whispers.


    ‘Should I be?’ I whisper back. It feels like a ma is pulling us together, wanting us to be closer. I feel


    mesmerised staring into his light brown eyes. It feels like I have known him all my life.


    His hand cups my left cheek.


    “Yes, you should be,’


    ‘Why?’ | ask. Alec’s head leans in closer, and his lips almost touch mine until Magnuses to mind,


    and I jump back.


    “Because you want me,’ he says.


    “No, I’m with Magnus. I love Magnus. I don’t understand why I feel the same sensations around you


    that I feel with Magnus. Like we are destined mates?’


    ‘That’s because you are my destined love. Just like the Moon goddess, Selene chose you and Magnus


    to be together. The Vampire God Kanchelsis has chosen us to be blood mes,’


    “Blood mes?’ I say, confused.


    ‘When a werewolf finds their soulmates, their destined life partner. They are known as mates. It works


    the same way with vampires, except mates are called Blood mes,’he gently exins.


    *Are you saying that two different gods have made me a mate not only with Magnus but y-you?’ I say,


    trembling.


    ‘Technically, yes,’ he says with a grimace. ‘And just a note, I don’t like sharing,’ he says, pouting like a


    child.


    *Your lying? How do you know this?’ I’m in denial and refuse to believe this, any of this.


    “You saw it, but you didn’t realise it at the time. A Vampire’s eyes turn blood red when they glimpse


    their Blood me. It nearly appears like we have a fire in our eyes. We’ll stay that way until our vampiric


    mark is ced on your wrist. It signals to other vampires that you are blood-med or, in other words,


    taken. It’s also why fated partners are called Blood mes, because of our ming, blood eyes when


    we first see you, He exins.


    Subconsciously, I touch the mark on my neck. It tingles. ‘Just like a wolf marks your neck to let other


    wolves know you are taken,’ he frowns, “Then I touch the mark on my wrist, and it has the same tingly


    feeling. I gasp, and tears begin to glide down my cheeks. I shake my head and run towards the ck


    door on the opposite side.


    Please, wait, my darling, don’t leave me just yet, he pleads, his voice sorrowful. I open the door, lock it


    behind me, and double check that the sigils are still there. Reaper is waiting for me as I open the next


    door. As I close the door behind me, he leaps onto my shoulder


    He mind-links, ‘Your crying?’


    I need to go to the enchanted garden,’ I sob, open the middle door, and walk through the extensive


    spacious library until I find the double doors and enter the garden


    I sit in a grove of bushes, sobbing into my hands. Gnomes move closer every time I nce up to wipe


    my tears, yet they freeze like statues every time I gaze at them. I ignore them and cry until I feel a


    swarm of tiny hands on my legs and back. All of the gnomes appear to be frozen around me, yet they


    ced their hands on my legs and back to console me.


    ‘Luna, you must tell me what has happened?’ Reaper pleads.


    I nod and hold my wrist, showing him the mark.


    ‘You’re a vampire’s blood me!’ Reaper caws in shock and almost falls off my shoulder in horror.