The Island

Chapter 17

Witches POV

The witches stand around the black cauldron looking down at the events unfolding. Images of Captain Logan and his red ship appear in the mirky liquid. Logan plots his revenge as they watch. He never wanted to leave Pandora but Cam had made him.

The Witches watch as Logan directs his ship back to Pandora and his men run around the ship following his orders.

"That pirate is going to change their fate and screw everything up." Cresentia says angrily as she grips the edge of the Cauldron. She looks over at Blythe and gets her confirmation.

"Everything we've worked so hard for will be ruined. They will break the spell before the pirate arrives. They will lose the one thing that can defeat him. Cam will die and Erika will be broken." Blythe says as her eyes cloud over, reading the future.

"Not if we do something about it." Allura says in a determined voice as she walks away from the cauldron. Allura begins to think of ways that they can stop the pirate and the new fates for Cam and Erika.

Allura starts to smile, already formulating a plan in her head.

"What are you thinking?" Cresentia asks with concern in her voice. When Allura is determined to do something, she will. Whatever the cost.

"I want this curse to be over just as much as you. It's time we play a little nastier than the pirate. I have a plan for when it's broken; you'll just need to trust me." Allura says with a glint in her eyes.

"You aren't going to break any of the accords, are you?" Blythe worries. "You know we can't break those again, it's against witch law."

"No, that won't be needed. Just trust that when the time comes, Erika and Cam won't be the ones to suffer." Allura says with confidence in her voice. The other witches want to question her further, but they know that they wouldn't get the answer.

They would just have to trust Allura.

However, one thing was certain to all the witches, the captain is going to get what he deserves.

Erika's POV

It may sound crazy but can you love someone so deeply it consumes you? That without the other you feel that the world's coming to an end? I feel that way as I look into pools of ocean blue eyes. They consume and drown me in their depths, forever trapping me in their gaze; forever lost.

He makes me feel alive, makes me feel like I'm the only one for him and that's all I've ever wanted.

I can't figure out why I feel this way about someone's eyes. Eyes that I haven't seen the face they belong too and a part of me doesn't want to. It'll ruin the moment.

"Like what you see Erika?" a familiar male voice suddenly speaks. I lean back and a face comes into focus that's connected to those eyes and I realize the beautiful whirlpools belong to Cam.

He's smirking and looking down at me. I notice I'm sitting on him in a suggestive way and that we are completely alone in the middle of the forest. Instead of freaking out about the situation and awkwardly trying to get away, I see how far this will go.

I lean forward and put my head in the crook of his neck. I feel him stiffen.

"I could get lost in your eyes forever." I say against his neck and run my hands up his torso and chest before stopping at his shoulders. I wrap my arms around his neck. I feel him hesitate, but he eventually brings his arms around to embrace me.

"And you'll be the death of me." He whispers against my ear making me shiver.

All of a sudden, I'm no longer straddling him but standing in the middle of the forest with Cam in front of me. He looks uneasy, like he's unsure of whatever it is he's about to do.