The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 621

Chapter 621 A Strange Magic

Judy’s POV

Finished

The hospital room felt quiet after Gavin and Eliza left. I was left alone with Megan Churchill, and I couldn’t take my eyes away from her face. She looked as if she had never aged despite the grey streaks in her blond curls.

I sat in the chair beside her bed, my hands folded in my lap, even though they wouldn’t stop trembling. She looked nothing like I had imagined; I honestly wasn’t even sure what I was expecting.

Maybe I expected someone who looked more like a rogue… but Meg looked so young, and there was almost an innocence about her that made me want to protect her. Her face was smooth with no blemishes, and though her hair was greasy from being unwashed for all these years, it was still somehow beautiful.

My eyes burned with tears.

What was I even doing here?

I didn’t ask for any of this. I had no idea why it even mattered. I didn’t want these magical powers… I didn’t want to have to break bonds and curses. I was happy with my life before any of this.

I just wanted to focus on this upcoming wedding, Luna ceremony, and my baby. I wanted to focus on my family, and maybe one day I would focus on my career. But all this magic stuff… it wasn’t something I had signed up for.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, which was buzzing. I saw my mom’s picture flash across the screen, and my chest tightened. She had no idea about any of this, and I felt terrible about not telling her. I thought about answering the call, but I wasn’t sure I could play it off cool.

I didn’t want to tell her about this stuff over the phone; she deserved to hear it in person, so I let the call go to voicemail, and instead, I typed out a message.

Me: I’ll come over later. I need to talk to you both.

After I pressed send, I turned my phone off and shoved it into my pocket. I looked back at Meg’s still body, wondering what kind of life she had lived while being in a coma. I wondered if her world was all black or if she dreams. I wonder what kind of things she thinks about… I wonder if she ever thinks about her daughter or if she even remembers she has one.

Meg’s hand lay limp on the bed, and without really thinking about it, I reached out. The moment my fingers brushed her skin, the air in the room shifted.

It wasn’t dramatic… There were no sparks, no wind, no glowing lights-just a click. Like something old and patient had finally found the right key. I could feel something pulling me in, and I didn’t like it.

I yanked my hand back, my heart racing.

What the hell was that?

It was almost as if she were trying to pull me into her mind. Before I could think too much about it, Gavin and Eliza returned with the signed release form.

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Chapter 621 A Strange Magic

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“Okay, we should be good to go. I’ll call Taylor and have him and some others bring Megan to Eliza’s clinic,” he told me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and pulling me into him. He took a look at my face and then frowned. “Are you okay?”

I nodded, not sure how to explain what had happened. I would have to explain it to him later.

“Yeah,” I said, leaning into him. “I just want to go home.”

He nodded as if he understood, which I’m sure he did.

Gavin squeezed my shoulder gently before stepping away to make the call. Eliza gave Meg one last assessing look, her expression thoughtful but calm, then offered me a small smile.

“It’s going to be okay,” she told me, assessing my face. “I’ll keep her safe and well-cared for while the Alpha figures out how to break the curse.”

“Do we know who would and could cast such a curse?” I asked.

“Someone who wanted to see the Churchill’s perish… at the same time, wanted to protect her.”

I blinked.

“Protect her?”

She nodded, and her face grew thoughtful for a moment.

“Whoever cast this curse made it so the Churchill’s couldn’t touch her. If they did, then they would die,” Eliza told me, turning to face me. “They must really love her.”

My chest tightened as I stared down at Meg. Someone out there was protecting her… and I couldn’t help but wonder who it might be.

The door opened, and Gavin returned.

“Ready?” He asked me.

I nodded.

“Yeah,” I said as I joined him at the doorway.

As we walked out of the hospital room, I glanced at the bed one last time. Meg looked precisely the same as she had moments ago… still peaceful, unaware… and yet so young and pretty. But there was a power beneath her simmering, and I worried about what kind of secrets they held.

The ride home was quiet. Gavin kept one hand on the steering wheel and the other resting on my thigh, grounding me in a way nothing else could. I stared out the window, watching the trees blur past, trying to ignore the faint hum beneath my skin.

That strange feeling still rested deep in my chest; it was like energy settling into my bones, stretching out after a long sleep.

“You’re quiet,” Gavin said, peeking over at me before turning his gaze to the road.

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I thought about telling him about that feeling I had when I was with Meg; how it seemed as if she wanted me to be pulled into her mind, and how I almost went. But I didn’t wish for Eliza, who sat in the backseat, to overhear this conversation. This wasn’t something I wanted everyone to know about… at least not until I can figure out what it means.

“It was just hard,” I admitted. “Seeing her like that.”

It wasn’t a complete lie; this was a woman I would have assumed to be my mother… if I hadn’t found out that she switched me at birth and I was really a Blackwell and not a Churchill… I wouldn’t have thought differently.

I couldn’t really explain the connection I felt towards her… but it was there, and it was strong. It was like I was always meant to meet her… always meant to know who she was, even if she wasn’t actually my mother.

But then did that mean I was connected to Lila in some way?

What did all this even mean?

When we finally pulled into the driveway, relief washed over me. We were finally home; it was familiar and safe.

We dropped Eliza off at the packhouse first before we reached the Villa. Irene was the first to spot us as we walked in the front doors.

“Daddy?” Irene said as she descended the last step. “Judy…” she breathed. “Did you find her?”

We both nodded; Gavin tightened his grip on the side of my waist and pulled me into him.

“We found her,” he confirmed. “She’s being brought to Eliza’s clinic, where we can keep an eye on her. She’s been in a coma for 23 years.”

“That’s a long time,” Irene whispered.

She looked tired, which wasn’t unusual for her lately. She was wearing casual jeans and a sweater. Her hair was down, and there were no products in it that gave it a shiny and sleek look. No… her hair looked natural and a bit frizzy in some parts, like she just got out of bed.

She was also wearing barely any makeup.

I knew Irene… this wasn’t her. She was depressed…

“I have some phone calls to make,” Gavin said, pressing his lips to my head. “We can go to the packhouse as a family this evening for dinner.”

“Sounds good,” I said in return.

“I have to talk to Judy about something first,” Irene said, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth.

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