CHAPTER NINETEEN

Just before she was taken up the platform, he grabbed her face and raised it up …

… An unfamiliar face stared at him. His pandering heart slowed down. Andrew sighed, drawing in a breath he didn't know he was holding. He grabbed her face, inspecting it again, he had thought that it was his Emily, she had similar features, the terror pooling out from her excited his wolf.

Fool. His wolf teased. She's in no way similar to her. I know better and would have warned you, but you refuse me or my help.

Andrew scoffed, shaking his head to clear his thoughts. What was he thinking? Emily was a human girl and could not associate with witches.

His wolf sneered, you're nothing without me. Accept me!

Andrew released her face, suddenly aware of the thousands of eyes staring at them.

What was that for! His Father's voice raged in his head.

Andrew stepped back allowing the guards to drag her onto the platform.

He swallowed,

The crazed energy of the crowd made him shiver, his wolf also pranced around,