She wanted more, needed more, a hunger growing within her that she couldn’t ignore. XXX Elara’s fingers traced the symbols as she stepped closer, her pulse quickening. The creature paused, nostrils flaring as it took in the potent scent. Witches were the keepers of the balance, guardians of the veil between realms. “Elara, get the tome…” The last words of her sister Nora rang in her ears, and her heart clenched. The walls of her body tightened around him instinctively, squeezing him as if begging him to stay buried deep inside. Claim me! If she moved, if she startled the monster, the enchantment could shatter, and she would be at the mercy of the beast. Moonlight broke through the dense branches above, casting silver beams that danced along the forest floor, illuminating her path just enough to see where she was going.
