The Warlock's Debt | Part 2

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Previously (Recap)




"BOSS, everything alright?" A voice spoke up from the background. I glance up to see Lindor crossing his huge arms over his chest.

"YOU!" I hollered. "What the fuck!"

Alec chuckled right next to me as he crouched.

"Sir, you are too close to her. Do you need me to finish her off?"

"Oh no dear, it's fine." He glanced at me while he talked to Lindor. "She as innocent as a wilting flower."

My mouth clamped shut as I watched Lindor stalk away. Now I was all left alone with this crazy Alec Caligari who stood next to me in an abaya. He turned and faced me, his eyes blazing a violet fire.

"Now let's begin with business. What do you need from me Miss Avery?"




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"How do you know my name?" I breathed, my breath intakes quickening per second.

"I've been expecting you for months now. I kept seeing you in every fucking vision, and not to mention your name kept getting dropped, everywhere."

I don't know what was wrong with me, but that very second my brain produced a hilarious scene that I have watched on TV before. Someone in my place would have been.... It was damn lit!! ... No not funny, I know,but I couldn't help it.

My breath hitches. "What? Who would know me? What business do I owe the pleasure in?" I seethed, anger claiming my face.

His lips puckered to the side. "Oooh little kitten getting feisty. Cute. Well as sad as it can get, your name is on the deads' tongue."

He was definitely a nut job. He was crazy and delusional, no doubt. "The deads'......"

His eyes narrowed. "Plural for the dead. You know, the creatures that die and linger in our world? When I summon them, all they keep saying is Rachel Avery."

I blinked a few times, letting his answer sink in for a bit.

He puffed into his cheek. "OH you know... THE.DEAD.... D.E.A.D....Caught it or not yet?"

I bluntly stared at him. "I got that part. I'm just processing...now I'm slightly buffering."

Right after I said that, fear clicked into my body, making me feel highly uncomfortable.

"Good thing I don't believe in ghosts or the dead." I mumbled getting up, dusting my pants.

A humorous sign escapes his mouth. "Kitten, you better get used to it."

I breathed, and exhaled. I also got some holy water with me back at the castle, so it's fine. Crazy demons begin lurking= drops bucket of holy water=they begin burning=Pay up Jamie with 100 pounds.

"What does it mean anyways? Oh they say my name? Maybe they were struck with delirium after seeing me in the trials you know." I gloated, clearly in sarcasm.

"All I could tell you right now is that you are wanted. Giving you an in depth answer, would require a reading and you paying me for such job to be done."

As much as I wanted to be entertained with some ghosts I had a mission to complete.

I changed the subject. "If I have been in your visions for so many accountable times, you probably know why I am here today."

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