Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 195

Lelia watches with curiosity and close attention as Celina dips Amara's unconscious body into the half filled bathtub that contains water and some special herbs Celina got herself from the nearby woods. "Your hand," Celina says, taking Leila's hand, holds it over the tub and she slices it with a curved dagger allowing the blood to flow into the water.

She waves her hand over Leila's wound and it immediately seals up and then, she slices her own hand over the water.

"With your werewolf blood and my witch blood, her magic will be suppressed for a time," Celina says and she begins to chant.

Leila watches with bated breath and a racing heart as the water in the tub slowly becomes red, like the drops of blood in it and Amara's eyes fly open, still in her unconscious state. The water begins to steam and dry up and Amara yells in pain when Leila hears something snap.

She grits her teeth, purses her lips, clenches her fist her side and tears pour down her eyes in pain for her daughter's sake. Every instinct in her wants to grab Amara and save her from this pain but Celina already warned her not to interfere with the process, no matter how gruesome it gets.

"Mama help me! It hurts!" Amara yells as she becomes conscious, tears flowing from her eyes that are full of pain.

Kelvin rushes in when Amara's scream becomes deafening just as Leila crashes to the floor, crying her heart out, wishing she could take the pain for Amara as Amara holds the tub, stretching her hands towards her mother for help. Kelvin hugs Leila. "It's okay, you're doing the right thing."

and she yells one last time but when Leila looks up, it is not Amara that

has a visible aura around it,

it. That aura around her must be the presence of her magic, apparently they have both blended instead of her magic becoming suppressed, the ways

wolf with surprise before

daughter keeps

you too must take great care to keep it a secret. Not a soul outside this room must know this, it will attract the wrong kind of attention, the dangerous kind. No one is supposed

into a new phase of her life, Carmela pays

He has been kept in prison

of his cell. "I hope it is to get me out of this hell

in here, don't I? You are secluded from the rest of the prisoners, you have the best food,

his eyes cold and vengeful, his voice low yet dangerous. "I want my freedom. I want to eat food, drink wine, booze, entertain myself and fuck out in the open, not in this crapped up

your head would not have a body

even in this mess at all. You promise me freedom, that I would go free when you become Luna