Bewitching the Beast

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Ainsley

I run as fast as I could with Nathan behind me and Jonah, Donnie, and some of the council members behind him. We come up to the clearing just as Jericho is shifting into his wolf. I quickly conjure a spell and I release a strong ball of magic from my hand that hits Jericho square in the chest and knock him back a few yards. Luther looks at me grateful and looks at his son who is slowly standing.

“Jericho, Donovan is using you so he can gain control my powers. He doesn’t care about helping you or you pack. Once he gets what he wants, he will kill you.” I say trying to reason with him.

He stands only in a pair of ripped jeans as he yells, “No, you are all wrong! He has been helping ever since my mom died unlike my father. He wants to see me succeed and he tells me that you are the one trying to steal his powers.”

“He is a dark wizard; he has given up any morality he ever had. He could care less about anyone but himself.” Eleanor says while she steps up.

Deep down I know that Donovan had something to do with Jericho’s mother dying. With Jericho being so vulnerable, he was able to easily poison Jericho’s mind.

“Jericho I can show you the truth. Please let me help you, I think Donovan was the one to kill your mother so he could use you. I can show you the truth.” I say as I slowly walk forward.

He shakes his head and says, “No he didn’t, she killed herself and he helped me through it; he was there for me.”

“Whatever happened, I can show you so we know the truth. If he didn’t then you were right, prove us wrong then.” I say and he looks at me scared, but nods his head.

I reach for his shaking hand and begin to chant:

“Deep within Jericho

A path will grow to light and help it grow

I cast this now to bring true light to matter at hand help gain the right.

Wind to the north run through the trees,

Sand of the east rich soil beneath,

Fires in the south awaken from sleep,

Water of the west flow to the sea,

Three by three make him see.

As I will It, so mote it be.''  

Magic warms my hand as it flows into Jericho and we are transported to the night that has ruined him. We are what I presume is the house Jericho grew up in with his parents as we are standing in a kitchen. Jericho looks at me questionably, but freezes when a woman walks in who is obviously his mother. She is humming to herself as she begins to cook dinner and moves around the space graceful. We watch her quietly, but she soon freezes when someone walks in.

Donovan walks in and he looks slightly younger than he is now and Jericho squeezes my hand tight causing me to flinch, but I remain silent.

“Whoever you are, my mate and son are on their way home and will kill you if you try to hurt me.” She says with fear as she holds up a butcher knife.

He laughs darkly before replying, “I’m not the one who is going to kill you; you are.”

She looks at him in horror as he lifts his hand and motions with his finger a cut throat motion across his neck. Her hand holding the knife begins to slowly lift and she screams as it closes the gap. The knife glides quickly across her throat causing blood to spill out down her shirt and on to the floor. She falls to her knees and she regains control of her body, but it’s too late. Tumbling forward, she lies in her blood as Donovan walks out the back door and into the night.