Bound By Magic

Chelsea Jamison would love to be a normal girl and go to university like everyone else her age but she can’t. Her controlling parents keep her at home under their watchful eyes waiting for the moment that her powers awaken.
Leo West came to Eastbridge with only one thing on his mind. Revenge. Revenge on the people that murdered his parents.
One touch and their lives are changed forever.
Will Chelsea be able to control her powers? Can they learn to love a stranger? Or will dark secrets tear them apart?

Cover by Zillah Designs.


17. Chapter Sixteen: Leo

Harry’s room was filthy, as usual, with clothes and empty food wrappers covering the floor. I opened the grimy window in an attempt to make it less stuffy and moved to the wardrobe. Items of clothing were hanging off the rail in no order and things had been shoved haphazardly at the bottom. I searched as carefully as possible, not wanting to topple the tower of junk. I was sure Harry had some phones in here somewhere – he was constantly losing them and then, after he’d bought a new one, they would turn up somewhere.


My hand had clenched around what felt like a mobile and I pulled it out. It was a smartphone and, luckily, it looked nearly brand new with only a few scratches on the back. The charger was attached to it by a piece of gum. Grimacing, I used one of Harry’s shirts to remove the chewing gum. After switching on the phone, I deleted all of the inbox which seemed to mainly be full of messages from a girl called Brandy who was kinky as hell. I reduced the contacts to three numbers – myself, Phoebe and Harry’s new mobile number.

I turned the phone over in my hand. I would feel a lot better knowing that Chelsea had it. I had never felt anything as extreme as the fear at the thought that Chelsea could be hurt and not knowing where the hell she was. The worry that Slade was interested in her ranked pretty highly though – while we’d been out checking the perimeter of our territory he’d asked me about Chelsea. At first Slade had been amused that she was my soul mate but then he’s wanted to know what her power was, how she felt about her parents and if she wanted to join the sect. Feeling wary and protective, I had answered as briefly as possible and had returned home as soon as possible. I had to keep Chelsea away from him.

My grip on the phone tightened when a thought burst to the surface of my mind. What if Slade found out that the Aurora Prophecy was about Chelsea? He would use her as a weapon against his enemies. I gritted my teeth. I would never let him, or anyone, control Chelsea.

“Hello, Leo. Long time no see.”

Damn. I’d been hoping that I wouldn’t see her yet.

Turning, I saw Lucy leaning against the doorframe. She was in a short skirt and a tight shirt.

When I didn’t speak, she pouted. “What no it’s good to see you? No I’ve missed you?” Sauntering across the room, Lucy pressed her chest to mine, peering up at me through her lashes. I can’t believe I used to find that sexy.

“I could say that but I would be lying,” I told her, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her away.

“Oh, Leo, I know you don’t mean that.” Licking her lips, Lucy walked her fingers up my chest and played with the collar of my t-shirt. “What do you say we go out for dinner? Your treat of course.”

“Lucy.” I growled, becoming increasingly annoyed. I was fed up of her games. “How many times do I have to tell you? I’m not interested. It’s never going to happen between us again. So stop wasting both of our time and get that into your head.”

Flinching at my tone, Lucy stepped backwards. “We’ll see about that.” She span on her heel and stomped out of the room. I stared after Lucy, wondering what she would do when she found out Chelsea was my soul mate. She obviously hadn’t noticed my Ánuims but it was only a matter of time before she put two and two together.



Giggles reached my ears as I approached Phoebe’s closed door.

“You ready, Chelsea?” I asked, fiddling with the cuffs of my shirt sleeves.

“One minute!” She squeaked.

I smiled, forcing back the nerves that were making my stomach spin like a washing machine. Why was I so damn edgy? I’d taken girls out for meals before many times but none of them had been her.

The door opened and my breath caught in my throat. Chelsea was wearing a green dress that accentuated her hair and reached her knees. Her legs were in black tights and she had silver shoes on. A dark cardigan covered her arms and the sunstone was the only jewellery around her delicate neck. Chelsea looked stunning.

“Are you just going to stand there drooling all night?” Phoebe called from inside the room.

“You look beautiful.”

Chelsea blushed at my compliment.

“So do. I mean, you look very handsome.” The words came out in a rush and she looked embarrassed.

“Thank you.” Smiling, I held out my arm. “Ready?”

  Chelsea nodded and took my arm. Her eyes met mine, her touch sending tingles down my spine. “Ready.”


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