Ariel's POV

We have been with this 'woman' for more than 15 minutes and they have yet to say anything more to each other when it's blatantly obvious that there is something between them; or there was in the past.

I am still reeling from the fact that she came out of fucking nowhere, parted the trees in the forrest as if she is some kind of female Jesus. Samual didn't even bat an eye and apparently he is way older than I first thought.

I might be a little slow but it's starting to dawn on me that I am not in some weird dream and waiting to wake up. I also don't like the fact that I feel so disgusting and this woman is some kind of walking super model. How can someone be this perfect, doesn't she live in the woods?

I am competing for no one's attention but no woman wants to feel disgusting next to someone who looks like she is a wet dream of every single guy on the planet. I don't even know how someone like her exists, she is the mix of everything perfect. Legit she could be the perfect woman for so many guys, and women as well.

Her skin is somehow shinning as if she is wearing the most natural but expensive highlighter, you know the ones that cost your month's rent but it's the one all of the starts use on the red carpet. At the same time her eyes are the most unique mix of gold, brown and green; I swear on my first born that at one point they glowed a weird lilac as well. Let's not even get started on her long and thick dark blonde hair that is like autumn in hair form.

In short, this bitch is the most stunning human being I have ever seen in my life. I know the last thing I should be worrying about is my appearance but as it seems like I am not going to be getting any answers in the near future, I have to settle for anything to keep my mind from loosing it.

There are once again a million questions on the tip of my tongue but none of them can make it into the air when I look at either of my captors. Samuel is still holding onto my hand as if I have any chance of running off and the woman is leading us deeper into the forrest and god knows where.

I am the odd one out here since these two seem to know each other, maybe she is just as crazy as him. But then again, I did see her do something I cannot explain with my own eyes.

"I have no idea why you have decided to seek me out after so many years but I don't appreciate you bringing this mere human into my space." the woman throws over her shoulder in an angry and bored tone.

"I wouldn't have brought her here if this wasn't an emergency, and also you know why I haven't been in touch with you. Couldn't exactly text you or did I want to after you lied to me." Samuel replies and there is no sign of the soft tone he used on me this morning. There is some serious history between these two and like an idiot I want to hear everything they have to say.

You can't blame me for wanting to have some sort of entertainment while I figure out what the fuck I am going to do.

"This conversation has been decades over due and you want to have it now in front of this girl?" She asks once again but this time there is no way to miss the gaze full of hate she sends my way.

"We said everything that needed to be said decades ago, just because you didn't get your way doesn't mean we didn't have this conversation." Samuel replies and I have to say that I am a little impressed on how well he is holding his ground. On the other hand if we are here to ask this woman for help, then maybe he shouldn't be arguing with her?

"You know me better than that and I know you better than some stupid conversation that Gregory told you to have with me." I don't know this woman but even I can tell that she is getting properly angry and if she is some kind of witch then I do not want to be on her bad side.

I can't even believe that I really thought she could be a witch, I must be going totally crazy.

"For the last time, Gregory had nothing to do with us. You're the one that lied and I see that even decades later you haven't learned to take responsibility for your actions." He growls and I hate to admit it but his deep voice when he is angry does something to me, it's not really a something but just straight up tingling where there should be no tingling if my kidnapper is involved.

Am I developing Stockholm syndrome?

"If you don't trust me to be responsible then why have you brought me this little girl?" she asks but doesn't even steal a glance my way. Not that I want this woman looking my way, I get the impression that she is no stranger to actual death and I really hate that I am on the losing side right now.

"Because I defied and left them, I need someone strong enough to hide us and that's you." Samuel replies and even there is still some animosity between them, at least I can tell they're not lying to each other.

"Since when do you do anything that is even remotely badass? There's no way you left them." She laughs and turns around, stopping next to some massive boulder that I didn't even notice before. Then like in the movies she waves her hand and a door appears right in front of her.

Fuck me.

My jaw must be buried deep underground now with much it keeps dropping. I wish I could rub my eyes or pinch myself, at least something to convince that all of this is really happening. I mean before I used to have one day of the year which I hate but now I think this one is also going to gain an entry into my fucked up life.

"Just because I trusted them years ago doesn't mean that I am blind to everything they do, or everything they don't let me do." Samuel replies and I honestly feel like they're speaking in code. Because to me it is code; I wish I could understand the juicy details of this conversation.

"You owe them your life, your second life so there is no way that you actually acted like anything other than their lap dog." she laughs as she not so gracefully ushers us through the magical door and suddenly we are inside a house.

Did someone feed me mushrooms last night when I was drunk?

"For the last fucking time, I have never been their lap dog. I have done everything because I believed it was the right thing, not because someone else pointed a finger and ordered me." He growls and in my head it's pretty funny the fact that she just called him a dog and the next thing he does is growl like one.

"Why the fuck are you laughing?" She turns to me suddenly and everything in my body dries up as her violet and glowing eyes are set on me.

"Don't take your anger out on her, she knows nothing about any of this. I'm surprised she hasn't passed out yet like last night when I showed her my wings." Samuel breaks in-between and I hate that I feel like the centre of attention and a third wheel at the same time.

"Aw, so she wasn't impressed by your damn wings, that must have made you super sad." She pouts and I hate her for it because she should look ridiculous but she still looks stunning. Also, I hate the fact that she is making fun of the both of us but there is also no way that I am going to talk to her.

"I'm not even going to reply to such a childish taunt." He replies and surprises me by rolling his eyes.

"Don't forget that I am double your age and your little angle powers have nothing on mine." She takes a step forward and instead of looking up at him, she out of nowhere is staring him straight in the eyes. I'm almost afraid to look down but I can't fight my own curiosity.

The damn bitch is floating above the floor, she is actually levitating so she could stare Samuel eye to eye. She might kills me in a couple of moments but I have to give it to her and that she is some badass.

"I know you're more powerful than me, that's why we're here in the first place." He says in a bored tone, he must be used to all of these tricks of hers but I for sure am not.

"I thought your elders told you not to socialise with witches?" She smirks as the words leave her mouth. I have a feeling that those words are more for my benefit than his.

Like any normal person I am freaked out by everything happening, and like some damn animal she has smelled the fear on me. I have no idea what being a witch entails in real life, all of my knowledge comes from fiction and I have no urge to test her powers.

"Are you going to help us or not?" Samuel asks and I think a large part of her loves the backwards and forwards bickering between them because as soon as he breaks their little banter her gaze grows cold and she takes a couple of steps back to inspect us both. Her eyes don't miss our still linked hands but what's confusing is the look on her face which is as if she just smelled something rotten.

"Not before you tell me why you've fused your souls together?" Now it's her turn to growl and as crazy as today has been, hearing that your soul is fused with a stranger who claims to be your guardian angel might just take the cake for crazy.

"What the fuck do you mean fused?" Are the first words to leave my lips in what feels like hours but straight away I know I'm not going to like the answers as the witch gets a dark smirk on her lips and Samuel tightness his hand in mine.