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Morgan's POV
'Hi.' I managed to say. He said hi at the same time. We simply stood there, looking at each other for a few minuets. Then he said is this husky voice, 'Uh, come in.' I walked in, taking off my jacket.
He disappeared in to some room and came back with two cups of tea. 'Sit down.' He said, nodding to a table. I sat down, holding my cup. 'I know that this is weird,' I said 'but I told my mom about seeing you. She said I should come see you. The even weirder part is when I saw you I thought mùirn beatha dàn, mùirn beatha dàn.' I stopped, staring nervously at his face, taking his face in my mind in case he thought I was mad and kicked me out.
He let out a deep breath and said 'Goddess, that's exactly what I thought.' 'No way.' I said. We looked at each other again and the next thing I knew he moved towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. I grabbed his neck and kissed him again. I didn't take long to deepen it, kissing passionately. We broke apart and I moved around the table to him and grabbed his lips again.
I couldn't believe my self. Here I was, making out with a stranger. I didn't think about that for very long though when I felt his arms go around my waist. Maybe I was being a little dumb. This guy might be my mùirn beatha dàn. And besides, he was a great kisser.
My hands went under his shirt, feeling the hard muscles and we found our way to his room, and we made love.
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Hunter's POV
I woke up with my arms around her. It was then I realized I didn't even know her name. My god. What was happening to me?
I felt her stir and watched her beautiful, hazel eyes open. 'Morning.' I greeted her. 'Morning.' she said sleepily. 'What's your name?' we both asked smiling. We made love and we didn't even know each others names. 'Morgan.' 'Hunter.' One thing I could cross off my list.
We went down the stairs in some robes and I made a cup a tea. 'Hunter?' she asked nervously. 'I have something to tell you. I know you're a Seeker.' My eyes widened. 'There's more.' She said. 'What?' I asked.
She took a deep breath before answering. 'My name is Morgan Riordan..........' she hesitated before finishing. 'MacEwan. The one man the Council hasn't found yet.'
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Ciaran's POV
'Nal nithrac, cair feal theo nith rac!' I cried at the witch charging. I watch a beam of white witch fire blast her in the chest and I felt her die. I used a spell to bring her to a certain spot in the field and used a spell to keep the power in her. We could take the power out of her and use it for us.
I suddenly felt a spell hit me in the back. I growled and brushed it off then shouted 'Ne theo rac nal!' I watched a beam of light hit her in the chest then put her body with the rest.
The battle went on for ages and I didn't know who was winning. The place was filled with screams, shouts, spells, and witch fire. I was shocked. Belwicket had always seemed peaceful. I never knew they knew spells that could burn your insides, which a witch used on one of my coven members.
Just when I thought we had won five witches used a spell that rendered us helpless. It dampened our magick so we couldn't reach it. The rest of the witches used witch fire to kill the other members but didn't kill me. Then one witch, a man came up to me and used a small ball of witch fire that hit me in the stomach. 'What was that for?' I asked he glared at me then answered. 'You killed her mother, you took her away from me you sick evil witch!' he punched me. 'Who are you?' I asked. 'You want to know who I am?' he asked. 'I'm Angus Bramson, first lover of Maeve Riordan. Till you made her leave.'
Morgan's POV
'Hi.' I managed to say. He said hi at the same time. We simply stood there, looking at each other for a few minuets. Then he said is this husky voice, 'Uh, come in.' I walked in, taking off my jacket.
He disappeared in to some room and came back with two cups of tea. 'Sit down.' He said, nodding to a table. I sat down, holding my cup. 'I know that this is weird,' I said 'but I told my mom about seeing you. She said I should come see you. The even weirder part is when I saw you I thought mùirn beatha dàn, mùirn beatha dàn.' I stopped, staring nervously at his face, taking his face in my mind in case he thought I was mad and kicked me out.
He let out a deep breath and said 'Goddess, that's exactly what I thought.' 'No way.' I said. We looked at each other again and the next thing I knew he moved towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. I grabbed his neck and kissed him again. I didn't take long to deepen it, kissing passionately. We broke apart and I moved around the table to him and grabbed his lips again.
I couldn't believe my self. Here I was, making out with a stranger. I didn't think about that for very long though when I felt his arms go around my waist. Maybe I was being a little dumb. This guy might be my mùirn beatha dàn. And besides, he was a great kisser.
My hands went under his shirt, feeling the hard muscles and we found our way to his room, and we made love.
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Hunter's POV
I woke up with my arms around her. It was then I realized I didn't even know her name. My god. What was happening to me?
I felt her stir and watched her beautiful, hazel eyes open. 'Morning.' I greeted her. 'Morning.' she said sleepily. 'What's your name?' we both asked smiling. We made love and we didn't even know each others names. 'Morgan.' 'Hunter.' One thing I could cross off my list.
We went down the stairs in some robes and I made a cup a tea. 'Hunter?' she asked nervously. 'I have something to tell you. I know you're a Seeker.' My eyes widened. 'There's more.' She said. 'What?' I asked.
She took a deep breath before answering. 'My name is Morgan Riordan..........' she hesitated before finishing. 'MacEwan. The one man the Council hasn't found yet.'
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Ciaran's POV
'Nal nithrac, cair feal theo nith rac!' I cried at the witch charging. I watch a beam of white witch fire blast her in the chest and I felt her die. I used a spell to bring her to a certain spot in the field and used a spell to keep the power in her. We could take the power out of her and use it for us.
I suddenly felt a spell hit me in the back. I growled and brushed it off then shouted 'Ne theo rac nal!' I watched a beam of light hit her in the chest then put her body with the rest.
The battle went on for ages and I didn't know who was winning. The place was filled with screams, shouts, spells, and witch fire. I was shocked. Belwicket had always seemed peaceful. I never knew they knew spells that could burn your insides, which a witch used on one of my coven members.
Just when I thought we had won five witches used a spell that rendered us helpless. It dampened our magick so we couldn't reach it. The rest of the witches used witch fire to kill the other members but didn't kill me. Then one witch, a man came up to me and used a small ball of witch fire that hit me in the stomach. 'What was that for?' I asked he glared at me then answered. 'You killed her mother, you took her away from me you sick evil witch!' he punched me. 'Who are you?' I asked. 'You want to know who I am?' he asked. 'I'm Angus Bramson, first lover of Maeve Riordan. Till you made her leave.'