Chapter 42

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So much has been happening, so I havent been able to update, but I am now so.... yay! 3 more chapters left until the end! Eeeeeeeek!

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Liam's POV

The entire family gathered in the dinning room. Yet, Mark was no where to be seen. He was here just hours ago, where could he be?

3rd person POV

Little did Liam know, Mark had tricks up his sleeve he hoped could save Alana faster. Being the son of Amanda, Esmeralda's daugther, came with the cause of magic. He twisted magic through the air and a gleam of purple beamed between his forefingers.

"With great grief, and deep sorrow, bring back what was. Illucent Shamahlin." He whispered lightly. He never trusted his several greats grandmother. Jade's magic wasn't pure, and always came with a price.

He layed the strip of purple among her forehead and her body glowed brighter than ever. Her fingers twitched lightly and her eyes bursted open. "Daddy?" She looked up at him and he smiled while leaning in to hug her.

"My baby." He muttered. "You look so much like your mother, even more now." Alana was cut off when a loud boom echoed through the castle. They rushed down to the dining room where a visious purple fog made a vortex in the middle of the room. Everyone surrounded it and the doors slammed shut. Alana ran to Niall as he started to cry, but yet he seemed glad.

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Alana's POV

I hugged Niall tightly as he cried into my shoulder. The purple vortex came closer and stopped in front of me and Niall. It faded away and there stood an angry Jade.

"Alana. Where is your father?" She asked with complete precision.

"I'm right here Jade. There is no need to punish Alana for what I did." What?

"You brought back the dead crossing over a spell so powerful! This means a punishment for the one awaken!"

"No Jade! Dont do it!"

"Quiet Markus." She hushed him and glared at me. "Due to your father's work, I now curse thee. I curse thee's child to be the undoing of thou life. The first born child will be the death of Markus Holland."

She snapped her fingers and she was gone. I stared at my father and he just looked disappointed in himself. "Alana, I'm so sorry." I didnt reply, I couldn't. I didn't know how. I'm sorry father.

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*5 months later*

Alana's POV

My heart beated faster and faster as the minutes went on. My hair was curled, my make up was done. This was the moment I have been waiting for. I'm going to marry the man of my dreams. the man I fell in love with over 4 years ago when he and his family moved in.

"Darling, you look incredible." Maura smiled and pinned a flower in my hair.

"Thank you Maura. It's time." I muttered the last part under my breath. Here we go.

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Niall's POV

"Dude, I've already seen her, she's ready, looking beautiful as always. Its ok Ni." Liam tried calming me down, but the nerves got the best of me.

"We gotta get you to the altar, its time." James tucked in his undershirt and buttoned his jacket. I walked out the door and stood there at the altar almost sweating to death. The music started to play and the bridesmaids and groomsmen walked down the isle. Alana's baby cousin walked down throwing flower pettals. The crowd awed at the little girl running down.

A smile krept across my face as the music for Alana started to play. My palms were sweating as the doors opened. Her father was connected to her arm as they waited a moment.

She looked amazing, as always. Her hair was curled, her dress was incredible on her, it fitted her perfectly. She was herself, and that made me smile.

The people stood and she started to walk. They made it down and he handed her off to me. "Take care of her." he whispered and took his seat at the front.

The ceremony went on and it was final. "Niall Horan, do you take Alana Holland to be your lawfully wedded wife, for as long as you both shall live?"

"Of course I do."

"Alana Holland, do you take Niall Horan to be your lawfully wedded husband, for as long as you both shall live?" the priest asked her and she stared at me.

"Hell yeah I do." the crowd chuckled and the priest continued.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride." I took her by the waist and leaned in kissing her. This moment was pure bliss. I couldn't even hear the roar from our families. It was like it was just us. Forever.

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Sorry it has been forever... im working shit out and i apologize.

-Katie

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