Chapter [25]

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Danielle's PoV

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Danielle's PoV

I woke with a gasp, grabbing my throat my mind racing to my daughter.

Moving my fingers I lean up and jump spotting a body beside me.

"Hayley!" I stand up leaning over her, "No!"

I brush my hand over her hair, "I'm so sorry."

Suddenly she gasps head butting me.

I flinch backwards.

Her eyes flicker over me, "Are we dead?"

I shrug rubbing my head.

She notices this, "Sorry, it was an accident."

"What happened?" I ask her.

She sighs, "After monique slit your throat, she stabbed me in the heart with the same athame she used on you."

"Where's my daughter?" I question.

She shakes her head, "The witches must have taken her."

I growl, "Then let's go get her back."

Hayley nods grabbing my hand as we both run to the cemetery.

🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹

I hear Nik talking to Elijah.

"Then we move faster."

I walk out behind him, "Or smarter."

They both freeze hearing my voice turning around.

"Hayley," Elijah whispers.

She smiles at him, rushing over to hug him.

I stare a Nik, who looks shocked to see me.

I walk forward placing my hand on his cheek, "I'm real, Nik."

He smiles kissing me softly.

"How are you both here?"

I shrug a little dazed, "I woke up in the church."

Hayley nods, "We felt this hunger... knew what we needed."

I turn to Nik, "I can feel her. She's here. I can feel my baby."

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