Jasmine’s P.O.V.

"It’s not a dream, my child. It’s a distant past I am showing you so that you can understand your curse.”

Beautiful woman said in her soft voice.

I hadn't recovered from my first shock and now this. Carter Alexander Magnus, a person whom I believed with my heart at first sight, was the one performing the ritual. A person who is such a gentleman that he can’t tolerate a speck of dust on him, was currently drenched in others blood.

“How the hell is that possible? Why would someone curse me?” Several questions were dancing in my mind.

Then, I saw a witch who resembled Fiona in...