Epilogue

Willow puked her guts out.

"Don't laugh, vampire. This is all your fault. I'm not letting you touch me. Ever again," Willow said vehemently before covering her mouth and beelining to the bathroom. She had to puke her guts out especially when she woke up. The bile taste that lingers afterwards never leaves her mouth. And Lothaire's chuckles behind her is not easing her at all. Oh, how she will kill him slowly!

It has been 2 months since Lothaire restored his powers and his throne.

After the ritual that bound Christopher completely, they returned to the city dragging their feet. They don't speak about their relationship. No words are needed. They both know what they feel for each other, what they are willing to do for each other. It is inevitable.

Willow called Azrian, her team leader on the way to the city. She related what the mage said about the she-wolf and a spell.