Chapter 71 SEVENTY

NIKOLAI'S POV I have counted the days since Hawke held me hostage. Thirteen days. It's been thirteen days since I was tied to a chair with his strong spell. I am a witch but sadly, not as strong as Hawke. He's been the eldest among my mother's kids and it's natural for the eldest in a family of witches to be the most powerful among the family. It all comes down to their nature of leading a coven. That's what Hawke is. Our mother even made him stronger when she performed those experiments on him. With her desperate attempts to turn her kids into vampires, she made Hawke have the strength of a vampire and the power of a witch. While I got two of them, I wasn't as strong. I was a balance between the two. I shifted in my seat and squirmed when the invisible rope Hawke had on me tightened in response to my movement. I couldn't how many times I cursed his name inside my head but of course, it was no use. Even if I wasn't tied, I wouldn't stand against him. Hawke is that strong. "Nik?" called