Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 116

Chapter 116

"This blood ritual, how does it work?" Tatum glances at Leila as he asks the question.

Leila's heart thud with worry, her feet getting restless, a sick feeling in her stomach, Tatum seems to be hanging on to every word that leaves Lithoha's lips, eager to know more. Does he not even suspect this a little bit?

She just accused Trent of being the only one that knew about the mark before his daughter mysteriously got it, the witch who could have proven that as truth is dead and Carmela just shows up with a random witch to perform a random ritual that no one has ever heard about.

It is quite clear to see it is no coincidence. She immediately wants to point it out but she clenched her fist against her dress, pursing her lips together.

Tatum will only probably scold her or ask her to leave. He is so grounded in his sense of duty and logic that basic instincts fail him.

How can she get him to see the truth? Whatever these people have planned will do more harm than good.

"It is better if I show you, give me your hand," Lithoha replies, stretching her hands towards Tatum.

Lithoha pulls out a knife and slashes his open palm, a bowl suddenly

feet

who stretches her hand forward and Lithoha repeats the same

floor, she sits on the ground and brings out a small jar of sand with which she

slow and rhythmic fashion and the lines of the circle drawn by the sand

into one side of the circle, through the fire while she sits

Tatum and gives the

her voice blazes through the air with a powerful

feels like she is going to pass out anytime now. Her heart continues to thud with

slowly, unable to look away, but her heart feels like it will fall out of her chest at any

to be if this ritual works? If somehow they falsely prove Carmela to be his mate? Will that be the end for them or will Tatum keep his promise? She feels a hand squeeze hers before she hears the voice of

all will be

his words a

she mutters and Clayton smiles at her