The Five Cursed Witches: Volume 3 - Morana, the Witch of Life

Chapter 78 The charms of the Priestess

Morana

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"Don't go," Alejo told me for the millionth time.

"You know I don't have an option," I repeated.

"Of course you do. The option is to not go."

"And what? Have them come here and watch as they hurt you?"

It was almost time for me to leave to visit the coven, visit Alejo's mother. I was in the hallway, getting into my shoes.

"I'll come with," Alejo decided and went to grab his jacket. I took hold of his wrist, stopped the action.

"No. That won't lead to anything good. It's better if I just go on my own. Get it over with. I promise I'll be safe and make sure to not say anything that can upset them."

Alejo looked hesitant, but I knew he knew I was right. It was like Marianela had hinted at. If I didn't go, Alejo would have to shoulder the blame. From what his mother had said last time, there was a fifty-fifty chance between who she would hurt to punish him. He himself or me.

I wouldn't mind it if she decided to hurt me. I doubted she could hurt me in any way that was worse than things from my past. But I could not risk that she maybe would try to hurt Alejo.

I knew it was the opposite for Alejo. He wouldn't care if she hurt him, as long as I was safe. But he knew she maybe would hurt me instead, and that was the last thing he wanted.

"I'll be back as soon as I can. I'll have my phone with me, so I can message you as soon as I leave from there," I went on to try to soothe him.

He put an arm around my waist and drew me in. Placed a soft but emotional kiss on my lips.

"I don't like this," he told me, and I gave him a weak smile.

"Neither do I, but it's how it is at the moment. When I come back, we can try to figure out a way to rid them from our lives."

He nodded and gave me another kiss. Longer and somewhat harder. One that, without a doubt, would have taken us to the bedroom had I not needed to leave.

"Promise you'll be alright," he whispered.

"I promise."

He let me go, and I left.

He could, of course, have teleported me there, but I had refused that offer. I didn't want him anywhere near that house. So I was taking the bus instead.

We really had to leave town somehow. If we didn't, we would live in the constant worry about what they planned next. The problem was that it didn't matter where we went, they could always find us.

Best would be if I could manage to make them lose interest in me. Though Alejo was the one who belonged to the coven, to the family, I doubted they cared enough to hunt him down and drag him back if he left. Me, however, they had a certain level of interest in. Whatever was up with my magic, it was clear they wanted it for themselves. So if me and Alejo left, they would force him back to simultaneously force me back.

I wasn't sure how to make them lose interest though. I somehow doubted they would if I told them the truth of what I had learned at the Library. That death was intermingled with my magic. If anything, I had the feeling that would increase their interest and maybe start seeing how I potentially could be of use.

It was twelve o'clock very precisely when I arrived at the coven's house. It was clear on the weather that the Sacramento winter was there. The sky was gray and there flew small droplets of rain in the air.