The Witch's Son

Chapter 32: Gone (Part 2)

*Lauren's POV*

I woke up this morning happy, like actually happy. With Tobias getting married and his power being channeled into the coven Lizzie can finally get off my back about him.

After every meeting for weeks now she's been cornering me and interrogating me about Tobias's powers.

But once the union of Tobias and Naomi is complete she will get off my back.

" What a glorious day for a wedding." I smiled looking around at the snow.

" It's a little chilly." Tobias groaned.

" Tobias I'm so proud of you."

"What?" He gasped halting in his tracks.

I stopped as well and turned around to face him.

" I'm proud of you," I repeated," this wedding, you and Naomi uniting will help this coven. And that is why I am proud of you. You are putting your devotion for the coven over your feelings." I added, with a large smile on my face I rested my hands on his shoulders.

He smiled back at me, but it seemed fake.

" Thanks, mom." He mumbled.

" Now, let's get a move on we need to get you ready."

" We?" He asked.

Of course, he forgot the ceremony.

" Well yeah, Nathan will be helping you with getting ready." I explained.

His falcon squawked.

I wish I could understand them.

" I'm a big boy I can dress myself."

" That's not what he will be helping you with. Do you remember anything we told you yesterday?" I asked as I gripped my waist.

And just like that he looked remembered.

" Of course I remember. It's just the stress and all the emotions of today made me temporarily forget," I chuckled," Anyway let's get going, I need to get ready." He smiled.

He gently pushed past me and we set off.

As soon as we reached the temple I immediately rushed him off to his room to get him ready.

But even though we were in a rush I could just make out a few of the decorations Eva has already set up and I'm impressed. 

It's pretty much like a normal wedding, with a large altar, chairs, an aisle, and some cloth hung around the pillars. However, instead of all the decorations being pretty colours they are all black it's the traditional witch wedding colours. The altar is the only thing that isn't black, it's a dark grey. It all looks incredible. Reminds me of my wedding day.

" Here is your room, I'll see you when the ceremony starts."

Turning on my heels I rushed off to the arena to meet with Eva.