Chapter 93
Donovon’s POV
The feeling of suffocation as gripping me from inside when I think about everything. This suffocation is because of helplessness, everything is before my eyes even then I can’t do anything. The more I think... the more trapped I feel.
I have a loving mate whom I love more than myself, a beautiful daughter for whom I can sacrifice my life, yet I feel I am the most unlucky person in the world. Because each moment, I live with a fear that all this will be snatched away from me, just like it had happened with me earlier.
Even though I was stripped off my memories, but there was a void inside my chest that used to make my heart ache, making me realize that I have lost someone who belonged to me. And I don’t want to experience that feeling again.
“Alpha.” There is a knock on the door, which brings me back from my haywire thoughts.
“Yes, come in.”
“Witch Denise is asking for permission to enter the pack.” One of the warriors informs me.
“Escort her to my office.” I nod my head.
Bowing his head, he leaves the office.
I have called her because she is the one who can help me and I know I can trust her. I haven’t shared with Ivory what is going on in my mind, as she will never allow me to do what I have decided, but it is necessary.
Nearly after ten minutes, Denise sits in front of me as I try to gather my thoughts because I know it will not be easy to convince her for what I have in my mind.
“Donovon, I can sense your distress,” she speaks breaking the silence, “Tell me what is going on? And how can I help you?”
“Denise, I want you to try a spell on me.” I look straight into her eyes, letting her know how serious I am, “Try your strongest and most dangerous spell on me.”
She blankly stares at me, trying to process my words. Her expression turns from passive to shock as soon as she realizes what I am asking her.
“What?!” She looks at me as if I have gone crazy, “This is nonsense. If you think I am going to do such a thing then you have gone out of your mind.” Shock wears off as anger passes through her features.
“You don’t know what you are asking, Donovon.” She takes a deep breath closing her eyes, then glances at me as she shakes her head, “I can’t hurt you, you know that. I have always considered your family as my own, and I can’t harm my own family. Please ask me anything, but this.” She gives me a pleading look.
“Denise, I need you to do this.” I sigh, “You are not going to harm, but if you agree you will help me in preparing against the enemies who are trying to harm my Ivory.”
“Once they have controlled me, and I don’t want any such thing to happen again.” I clench my jaws, recalling how I was just a puppet in their hands, “If I am able to break your spell then I can fight any other spell which they try on me because I know you are one of the powerful witches.”
“I can still feel they are trying to attack my mind, but because of Ivory they are not succeeding.” I run my hand through my hair, “She is protecting me against them, without even telling me and slowly it is weakening her.” I chuckle humorlessly because if Ivory thinks that I don’t know this then she is wrong as I can sense protective warmth of her around me.
"I want to be strong for her, I want to be the one to protect her." I turn to Denise, "And only you can help me. Help me to become strong for my Ivory, help me to keep my family safe."
She nods her head as understanding appears in her eyes, but there is a hint of reluctance too.
"I will not lie, this won't be easy for you." She meets my gaze, "However, if you will be able to fight off my spells then not only the most powerful casts will have no effect on you but even you will gain powers which not many werewolves have."
"So, do you really want to do this?" She asks raising her eyebrows.
"Yes." I nod my head with determination as even Storm shakes his fur inside my mind ready to fight anything that comes in his way.
"Okay." A wicked smirk forms on her lip.
And the very next moment, I find myself falling on my knees while clutching my head in my hands because of the excruciating pain that shoots up inside my skull.