Bewitch Me [Book 1 & 2, The Witch's Fate]

Chapter Thirty One - My nightmare

What? F-filthy? Whore?

I couldn't believe him anymore and neither could I understand what he was talking about. What is he trying to insinuate? That I sleep around with guys or what!

Something black and sharp sparkled fiercely between us but I couldn't get what the heck was that- for all I knew, it was growling loudly.

Just then a dark shadow stood still at the corner of the room. Before I could try recognizing the shadow, it made a swift move and leaped towards our direction.

The shadow then made a low familiar hiss. It then hit me suddenly.

Minuet?!

Minuet in his cat form leaped towards us, both I and Xander were taken back by the creature's agility and speed. I don't want to know how he found us but I'm glad he did!

I was about to brace for impact when something hard pushed me to the ground. Raising my head a little, I caught a glimpse of a dark shadow standing in my front protectively- while Minuet leaped on Xander. Two persons? How's that possible?! Something chattered on the ground like a metal and when I saw what it was, I wished I never did.

A black gleaming shackles with shuddery spikes- and enchanted gems protruding both inwards and outwards were now laying still on the bare ground.

What in the world...

Minuet was growling as well at Xander who was slammed against the wall. My eyes widened when he faced our direction. I couldn't recognize Minuet anymore. Nothing about his features seemed like the friendly one I had known. I tried to search for what seemed like pupils but I could only see the violent red colour in it's stead. He almost looked like a...demon. Was this a replica of him or I'm just seeing things again? I had to be imagining things.

Definitely.

"You'd thank me later, Cinderella". A mocking voice - or rather someone's thought came running freely into my mind, and I recognised it to be Minuet's.

Xander had rolled up his left sleeve with a dark cold look swimming within his irises. Tangling on his left wrist, was another wicked looking shackles.

"Well, well, well...depending on your familiar this time, are we?". He laughed coldly, wiping the blood dripping from his lips. "I knew he'd come for you, he always will".

Trailing my eyes down to the ground, I realised that the one on the ground was attached to the one tangling on his wrist now.

Was that....meant for m-me? Was he...

Was this whole thing a set-up all the while?

I could barely react when he suddenly made a sharp flicker with his hand, making the shackles aim straight for me.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see Minuet growling at me to move, but for a reason I just couldn't...the shock was too much for me and it felt like some kind of force was glueing me to the ground.

Before I knew what happened again, Minuet had tackled Xander and leaped towards my direction. But as the ends of the shackles spread out like a trapping net, more like a cobweb at me, I knew it was too late.

I closed my eyes and braced for impact. Tears trailed down my cheeks and the urge to save myself hit me really hard. I need to get out of here by all means. When nothing happened, I opened my eyes slowly, and to my greatest surprise, what greeted me was the dark blue night sky - shimmering with stars and planets probably from the distant small cities. There was some kind of protective layer of light surrounding my body, just like a shield! I gasped in realization- the rune of magical protection! It activates when a witch is in desperate need or life's in trouble!