h4Chapter 773: 773-Preparing The Ladies/h4

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    "How are you, Jessica?" Darcy asked her.

    She had just met up with Charlotte, helping her with the ritual, and now she was visiting Jessica again.

    "Just breathing. Barely breathing," Jessica said, smiling weakly.

    Jessica was trying her best to remodel her life, to find some courage, to find some strength to rebuild her life. But every time she took two steps, she would fall down again.

    "I know what you’re dealing with. But what if I tell you that you killing your brother has done you more good than anything bad?" Darcy said.

    Jessica frowned.

    "What do you mean by it has done me good? I did not kill him for myself," she hissed almost instantly.

    Darcy realized that she needed to be careful with this one.

    "I’m sorry to say this, but Jessica, your brother single-handedly ruined everything for you. So you mourning for him is just you making everybody realize that you regret killing a criminal."

    Darcy used certain words that made Jessica lower her head and feel even more remorseful. She had killed her brother just to save Hnie, and now she was being questioned for it?

    "Jessica, I need to tell you something. My seer told me about a ritual. If you sacrifice someone you love, then with a witch’s help, a mother’s blessing, and blood from the same hand that did the killing, you’ll be bound to the man you love. You will feel the mate bond with him," the minute Darcy said that, Jessica raised her head and tilted her face. She was slightly confused, but she knew what Darcy was suggesting.

    "You want me to kill someone?" Jessica asked.

    She already knew where Darcy was going. Darcy had a seer by her side who was a witch. Darcy had a son that Jessica wanted, and Darcy’s approval was already there.

    "You don’t have to. You already did. All you need to do is give me your hand and your blood," Darcy said.

    Jessica made a fist and hugged herself. She wanted her to use her blood to fool Norman? She almost hissed at the audacity of a mother trying to deceive her son.

    "Darcy—" Jessica hissed at her.

    "Jessica, you are being emotional."

    That was when Darcy snapped. She had enough of trying to be nice to Jessica. She thought Jessica could change the game, but Jessica was being a fool, an emotional one at best.

    "Do you want my son to die?" she hissed at Jessica, whose face began to lose color.

    "No. Why would he die? He has Hnie. She’s taking care of him, and I’m pretty sure she will help him with his curse," she said, no longer trying to sound like a victim in front of Darcy. "Or really, how would she do that when she would be the one who ended up dying?"

    The minute Darcy said that, Jessica’s eyes widened.

    "In order for the curse to break, my son will end up killing Hnie, and it is inevitable. Once that happens, he will grow weak. He will need a fated mate with him to stay powerful, even if he loses one." As Darcy exined things, Jessica began to grow wary.

    "Well, does he know that? Shouldn’t we tell Hnie about it? They’ll be able to prevent it if we let them know." And just like before, Jessica proved to Darcy that she wasn’t very witty.

    "Yeah, sure. Go ahead and tell her so she runs away and my son spends the rest of his life chasing after her. Listen, I don’t want Hnie to die either, but if it’s between my son and Hnie, I will choose my son. I’ll let them deal with it without intervening. And I hope you do the same. Or else I’ll think you always choose Hnie over your loved ones. Which makes me wonder why. Didn’t Hnie steal your lover from you?" Darcy was quick to remind Jessica that Hnie was the reason Norman didn’t marry her.

    "No, she didn’t steal him from me. He was never mine to begin with. He never loved me," Jessica hissed.

    That was when Darcy got up.

    "Well, then it’s fine. I have another woman in mind who identally killed her loved one. I’ll just ask her to be my son’s mate. But as for you, I hope you find peace in your life."

    Darcy was done. She hated that Jessica was sopetitive. The other woman, especially Charlotte, would’ve just listened to whatever Darcy had to say.

    "No, no, no, wait."

    That was when Jessica got up. Of course, she wouldn’t let Darcy give this opportunity to someone else. Because if it was a must, then why wouldn’t she take it?

    "I do love Norman a lot," she uttered under her breath. A smile began to creep over Darcy’s face.

    "Then you have to do nothing. Just give me your blood. And you’ll be there to help my son," she said.

    Darcy and Jessica both nodded.

    Although Darcy had been preparing Jessica for this for days, it finally worked. The moment Jessica realized someone else would do it if she didn’t, she cracked like an egg.

    And just like that, Jessica gave her blood to Darcy for the ritual.

    And then Darcy’s next step was to meet with Kesha. She was going to do it all in haste. One of her sons had already found his fated mate, but for the others, it had to happen on the mate full moon. Otherwise, it would be toote, and Maximus, on his full moon, would turn into a lycan. There was no way Charlotte would be able to feel the mate bond with him. So Darcy hurried to meet Kesha. She wanted to wrap it all up during this mate full moon so that by the next full moon, they would ept them. That was only a few days away.

    "My favorite daughter-inw." The minute Jessica saw Kesha, she opened her arms, and Kesha ran in to give her a hug.

    "I thought Jessica was your favorite." Kesha broke the hug and pouted.

    "She used to be, buttely she has shown that she’s very ipetent," Darcy said, and that made Kesha smile and nod.

    "Well,e on in. I’ve been waiting for you," Kesha said, happily walking into the living room, where she had prepared a whole meal for Darcy.