Chapter 115 Chapter 17 - Book 3
“Archer Bennet, I would introduce myself, however, I don’t have any idea who I am.”
“That is why I have come here. The Mistress no longer has a hold on me. I am no threat to you or any others. I need to speak with the Sisters. I feel they are the key to me finding out my real identity.”
“Just how exactly am I supposed to trust you?”
“You don’t. I can give you all the reassurance you could want, but at the end of the day, you don’t know me other than I tried to chase down those two females to take their blood.”
“All I can say is that I wasn’t acting on my own accord. I was being controlled by a witch, one that I believe is trying to cause problems in your Clan.”
Archer looked over at his brother. With a sigh, he looked Beast right in the eyes.
“Fine, we will take you to the house to meet the sisters, but if you make one move, no matter how small, towards them, I will tear you to shreds where you stand.”
In agreement, Archer, the Beast, and August, inside Khan, walked him to the house.
Beast could almost feel himself getting lighter. This was it. This is what he was seeking. Freedom.
He also felt Selena in the very black depths of his mind, calling out to him to return. He felt her rage and then nothing. He would like to be a fly on that wall, to see the look on her face as she realized that he was not coming back.
Ava was excited; it was time to awaken the warrior and his companion.
She pulled Rachel and Anna to the side to explain the whole situation, how the beast was under another's control and how he came here to be free of her once and for all.
Ava looked at Rachel. “You are the one who will find his name and that of his other as well. When you speak his name, he will instantly remember everything. I won’t lie, the spell on him is strong, even without the blood tie. It will be a fight, and it will tire you quickly. You have to hold on. Stay on the path; do not leave it no matter what you face."
Ava then turned to Anna. “You are going to be with her in spirit only. When the time comes and you have reached the door, I will join you, and together, we will banish the dark entity guarding the other beast."
“They are almost here. It is time, ladies. If you will join me in the living room.” They cleared out all the furniture. Ava drew a circle of white in the center of the room and then another white circle around that one. Then three smaller individual circles around that.
She then explained to the sisters how things would start. “The beast without a name will stand here in the center, completely naked. We will be in the outer circle, and our anchors, Archer, August, and Harry, will stand in the three individual ones.”
Anna, looking a little red in the face, asked, “Will we all be naked?”
Ava smiled. “No, only the beast will be, and only because he has to be stripped of anything that was given to him by the binder.”
With that, Archer, The Beast, and August walked through the door. Ava began explaining what was going to happen and what everyone’s role was to be.
At first, both brothers objected; they didn’t want either of their mates in any kind of danger, let alone fighting dark magick. Ava explained that it was the only way to defeat the witch, Selena. She is immortal, and only another immortal can defeat her. God and the Devil could, but they don’t interfere unless there is no other recourse. That was a whole different kind of war.
Finally, they got everyone into their places. Ava began to chant the opening spell. At first, Rachel didn’t see or feel anything. It wasn’t until the last word spoken by Ava that Rachel found herself walking down a path into a wild and dark forest.
She could feel the darkness and terror washing over her. She did not want to go inside, but she knew she had to find the dark entity’s lair to find the beast.
When she entered the forest, it became so dark she had trouble seeing the path. She didn’t know how, but she started to glow, and before long, she was running down the path as quickly as her feet would take her.
Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks; in front of her was the path, but it had split into three directions. She sat down and studied all three. Only one is going to lead her where she needed to go.
Looking at them, she quickly realized that they were exact in appearance. Then she grabbed up some dirt from each path; again, it was all the same.
Finally, she decided that the only thing left to do was just to choose a path and see where it goes. As soon as her foot touched the path on the left, she felt like she was on fire.
She pulled back and tried the right path next. This time she felt like she was about to be frozen solid. It was so painful that she let out a scream.
So she tried the middle path, and her whole body glowed as it did before in the darkness. She knew this was the right one. She raced down it once again as before. This time the path ended at a glade.
In the middle of the glade was a small little house. The closer she got to the house, she noticed that all the flowers and plants started to die. She reached for the door handle when she heard her sister inside her mind telling her to stop.
Archer, August, and Harry watched as the beast was surrounded by a dark purple aura. He screamed in pain and couldn’t move except his head. Archer was going inside the circle to help him, but Ava stopped him.
“You can’t, no matter what you see and hear, you have to stay in the circles. You are our anchors; without you, we could get lost inside the forest.”
That made Archer take notice. He nodded and stayed in his circle.
The whole room started to give off a glow. It was as if time outside their circles was standing still, holding its breath, waiting.
It was then that all three girls started to glow different colors. Rachel was golden, Anna was silver, and Ava was pure white. Their auras swirled together and then mixed with the beast’s darker aura.
Ava, in an almost sing-song voice, told the three males to think only about their love for them, think of nothing else, your love is the anchor. Do not let go.
With that, the room went pure white. None of the three males could see anyone else. It was just them in endless white.
The three witches appear before the door to the house. The door flies open, and standing before them is a hideous creature; it was a solid black oily thing with flaming red eyes.
It spoke in a wet, gravely voice that made the three witches tremble in fear, but they held on. Anna’s voice could be heard over it, drowning out the spell that it was trying to weave. It became furious and swiped out at the witches. Ava tossed something in the air that sparkled. When it hit the creature’s arm, it disintegrated into ash.
While Anna and Ava were fighting the creature, Rachel ran past it and into the house. The house itself was nothing but a dark, oily hull. Rachel noticed a small latch on the other side of the house. It didn’t look like a door, but she pulled on the latch.
A door opened before her, and there in the darkness lay a Lion, a gorgeous, magnificent Lion. It was sleeping and it had the dark oily stuff on all its paws. That was how that thing kept the Lion imprisoned.
She used her magic to release his paws; one by one, they came loose. It was not an easy task, and she was slowly feeling her powers wane.
Just a little bit more, she kept telling herself. Finally, the last paw was free. As soon as the paw was clear, a loud snap was heard, and the Lion that was once asleep awakened.
The battle with the demon entity was over. With the last blast of their powers combined, Ava and Anna created a spirit fire that turned that dark demon to ash.
He shook his mane, trying to come back to his senses, then he shook his whole body like a wet dog. He walked around for a little bit, testing his wobbly legs from being asleep for so long.
August, Archer, and Harry watched as the beast-man was screaming in pain, but no one moved from the circles. It wasn’t physical pain. It was deep emotional pain coming straight from his soul. It hurt their hearts as they felt his pain.
The lion looked at Rachel with blank eyes. Then she touched his mane, his eyes cleared showing so much pain, and with a roar, he only spoke out one word.