AUTHORS NOTE: This chapter is about the beginning of the Primords. Each character is named by their ancestral name. Underneath I will give you a list of their names so you can follow along with this chapter and you don't get lost.
Blake Alarick
Selene Elena
Tyler Dylan
Damian Keiran
Emma Damian's mate
Harou Lord of the Primord Lycan's
Candace Harou's mate
Joseph Colonel Coelhelm descendants or great great great grandfather
Carrie as herself (Selene's birth mother)
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Carrie stands before her cauldron. The sound of a thick bubbling with the stench of rotten something and death penetrates the nostrils of Joseph who tries to hold his breath.
She twirls her hands around the cauldron as she chants away with her eyes closed and hair flowing in the air.
The small frail body of a baby girl is laid on top of a small bed with an old duvet covering her body to the front of her, across from the table she conjures her spell.
The full moon is in place above her window, the light reflecting across the room, illuminating the cold, dark, and death feel of the room.
"Get ready Joseph, the potion is almost done. We must insert this potion into her body before we can extract her blood. Then, I can do the same with the blood from Emma's heart." She cackles, throwing her head back and closing her eyes. She can almost smell the beautiful scent of victory.
His eyes widen in a mixture of horror and disgust. But he moves slowly anyway.
To his amazement, a small cry is heard, and little tiny fingers and toes begin to move. He stands frozen in place and unwilling to continue with her horrific plans.
"I I can't do this Carrie! How is it possible? She's alive! I can't kill a youngling! I I just can't." A tear runs down his cheek, and he takes a step back as the knife in his hand falls to the ground.
"Ugh! Of course, it's impossible. I only made Candace have an early labor! I didn't make her have a miscarriage, you idiot! I snuck a little extra kick on her own drink before the ceremony began."
She looked at him from the side of her head. Her hand was on her hip as she flipped through her spellbook.
She turns the page to the chant she was looking for, "Aww! Here we are! Now, are you ready to give your auntie Carrie your life my little precious Lycan baby? Now that I brought you out of your sleepy time spell, you'll be prepped and ready to sacrifice that precious blood for me, won't you, my little gem?" She holds her tiny hand on her finger while reaching down and grabbing the knife off the floor.
Slowly, she caresses the soft skin on the baby's face, the tiny baby girl slowly brings her tongue forward and yawns softly as her tiny fingers coil around Carrie's fingers.
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