Chapter 11. Amara Morgan

“It wasn’t you fought my love,” Amara said, her voice fading, soft, yearning. This made Ethan confused. He just stood there, eyes fixed on hers unable to utter any word or do anything.

“I will stay with you tonight, and never leave you side again.”

As she said this, Ethan used his strength to break from her grip. He took three steps backwards, his eyebrows furrowed.

“My love, why walk away from me?” Amara said.

What was she saying? Her love? Stay with her tonight? Just what was this? What was his connection with this mortal?

He snapped out of this and sent a ball of energy and immediately sent a little ball of light into her head. A magic used by the wolves to dispel evil or possessions like this.

As this was done, Amara fell flat on the couch, her face paler than before. Suddenly she started jerking violently. Ethan’s eyebrows furrowed. He rushed and grabbed her hands channeling more warmth into her body, calming her down. Her body was b