With Mikael resurrected and under the control of the Claire Witches, Marcel still under exile, and the Mikaelsons trying to recover from the loss of Hope.
How will Y/n deal with the new challenges to come?
Sequel to Harvest Witch - Y/n Claire
Book...
Davina woke up from her slumber to find Kaleb standing over her before moving away with her phone in his left hand. "Your phone is chock full of texts. Who's Cami?" he asked as he handed her the phone. Davina looks at her phone and sees multiple texts from Cami. 'I really need you to answer me!' 'HE KNOWS WHERE YOU ARE!' Davina's face etches into worry as she looks over to see her brother still unconscious, with only two candles lit around him, before she looks back at Kaleb, "Come with me. Now." she commands worried.
She and Kaleb move to the living room and they sit in a meditating position in front of each other. "We need to do a cloaking spell. Just follow my lead." she says before she closes her eyes and begins chanting quietly. Kaleb rolls his eyes confident in his capabilities of performing the spell. "Keschede sede ni canun. Keschede senu ni..." the two witches chant quietly as they hear Klaus's footsteps on the porch before the sound stops in front of a window.
"Excede canun infernum da ba nunc canun. Senon canu ni..." they continue chanting as Klaus's footsteps move to the other window before moving off the porch entirely. The witches continue chanting believing Klaus is still outside. Suddenly a staff flies through the window causing Davina to scream while attempting to dodge the projectile her head collides with a truck causing her to fall unconscious.
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Y/n stood watching the scene unravel before him, his mother introducing Sebastien to the other woman whom he presumed to be her sister, his aunt. Y/n felt as if the pastel red ribbon choker around Jo's neck felt familiar as well as her blue eyes. His mother and aunt didn't hear his teary-eyed mumble nor did they hear or see him move closer to them. Y/n moved closer to his mother as he watched her nurse the baby and sing him a tune.
Y/n took a step back and swallowed hard as millions of thoughts rushed through his mind.
His thoughts were broken by the sound of the front door opening and heavy footsteps moving toward the room they were in. A woman who was dressed regally in royal colors, had stepped forward while two men on either side of her didn't move as if waiting for her command. "Tell me it isn't true, Elizabeth. That you're doing black magic? Working with that Eva?" the woman spoke, her cold, hard voice piercing the room causing the baby to cry.
