Comfort Me

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Hunnie's P.O.V 👁👁



Kris and I stormed out of my portal blindly, in the dark summer's moon light, and to the coven's lake house.


Kris sprinted to the front doors that held screams and glass breaking from the other side.

"BAHM!" I heard Kris yell once opening the door.


I ran right behind him. Eyeing Evie's body gasping for air behind their broken bar. Then, I see Bahm hovering over someone. Both Kris and I walked carefully to his side, it's Jahred.



Bahm looked different. His canines were elongated, his eyes as black as onyx, and his nails were quadrupled the length it normally was. They looked like thin razor blades, coated with blood. His face muscle was swollen, pulsating with a rippling effect.


"Bahm don't do it. Leave them. They will get theirs." Kris exhales out, with his body taking slow steps to Bahm, his hand out in front of his chest. I gripped onto his shirt, afraid of seeing my Bahm this way.



The witches and wizards from the coven were behind some sort of barrier that was blocking them from coming our way. I glanced over at them before cutting a sharp eye and diverting my attention back to Kris and Bahm.



"HE MUST DIE KRIS!! FOR EVERYTHING!" Bahm's voice comes off snarling and ferocious, sending goosebumps down my arms.



"Hunnie wouldn't want you killing them Bahm.."


Bahm doesn't even shoot me a glance, his black eyes flicker to a hue of purple. He turns his head to the side and stops his movements.




"Bahm please..." I pleaded with fearful tears running down my face.



Locking my eyes intensely on his dark ones. I didn't want to sound like I was defending them and anger him more.




He throws Jahred's body down and punches his face in one more time before vanishing in thin air.



I looked to Kris's face.


"He went home. Come on." He says painfully.


A helpless Jahred laid on the wooden floors of the room. Soaked in his own blood, groaning in agonizing pain. His face was battered and cut wide open along his forehead and scalp.

Kris heads outside, immediately shouting on his phone. I stood in the lake house for a few seconds. Examining the room. I began to hear soft whimpers and hissing coming from the corner of the bar.

Glass shattered everywhere and alcohol splashed all over the counters.


My body pull me towards the area. Completely stepping over Jahred's body and to the edge of the bar. I look down and see Evie's disgruntled body, dragging on the floor with blood smearing her traces.


"YOU EVIL! DISGUSTING! PIG!" I spat out so viciously she brings her dragging to a hault and slowly brings her head up to look at me.


"Hun..H—H-Hunnie..p-please...
It w-was all J—Jahred.." She weeped in her hands, her body shaking violently.



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