The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 137

Standing by the window of his little mate’s chamber, Draven’s mind was conflicted over things he had to face with his mate.

‘If we are to complete the bond between us, chances are high that the seal on her powers will break, and it’s easy to predict that the divine being who put that seal on her will know about it too. She will be forced to deal with the unfamiliar power inside her and face potential enemies at the same time. The peaceful life she has barely started enjoying will be destroyed. I have doubts whether she’ll be able to handle all of these changes at once when she’s yet to even adapt here.

‘However, if we are to delay fulfilling the bond, accidents like what happened today will reoccur. Both of our lives will become more difficult the longer we resist the pull of the bond, and in the end, our sanities will be lost and we may end up regretting why we held out in the first place.

‘It is impossible to avoid the inevitable–what must happen will happen. Both of us must get the answers to our past, and those who messed up our lives must pay for what they did._.

‘In any case, I should not dwell on the problem itself but the solution. For now, the best way to proceed is, to be honest with her and make her understand our situation. She is my mate, my partner and my equal, and this decision involves her life so she should have a say in it.

‘I have to prepare her for what is awaiting her while I can still resist the pull of the bond before it gets worse to the point my urges rein over my rational mind. Whether it’s the completion of our bond, the handling of the dangerous powers inside her or the enemies she would be facing, I have to prepare her to face them.’

Draven clenched his fists with determination. What he planned to do next might not go as smoothly as he liked, but at least, having a direction was better than nothing.

‘My mate ought to be powerful for a divine being to intercede with suppressing her powers. Once she regains her ability, she will no longer remain weak and helpless. No matter what truth our past holds, no one is allowed to toy with her life. Those who had harmed her will pay for it, whether they be humans or gods.’

Just then, his ears caught the sound of movement coming from his mate and he turned to look at the bed. For the last half an hour, she had been sleeping soundly, but now she was looking restless once more.

Draven went towards her and saw she had turned all sweaty. She seemed to be having a nightmare as tears rolled down her pale cheeks. Draven sat at the edge of the bed and held her hand to let her be comforted with his presence. He had experienced something similar before with her, and his presence seemed to have become more effective in calming her after he had marked her as his.

The moment he held her hand, Ember woke up in shock, eyes wide while gasping heavily as if something had been suffocating her mere moments ago. She sat up in bed and touched her free hand to her heart while still panting from her nightmare.