The Witch’s Apprentice and the Wolf
Hana
I was never meant to be a free soul that could drift through the world with no responsibilities. I was born into the world as the heir to the Shadowlands, a witch and the granddaughter of the High Witch. One day, the High Witch sent me on a mission. It was only supposed to be a simple task, and I knew it was a test. But then he found me, or maybe I found him. Cael. A wolf shifter, eyes like ice, and my soul sang out to him. I know that being around him, and the way my magic hummed. I knew what he was; he was dangerous.
Cael
I came into this city with blood on my hands, revenge carved into my bones, as old as time. I swore I had only one goal, and that was it. Not power, not money, and most of all not love. But fate played a cruel game. The witches I loathe and see as a means to an end; the second most powerful witch to set foot on this planet is my mate. Hana is a temptation who has the mouth of a sailor and the body of a goddess. To claim her is a risk that I will have to take, while fighting this world for a deep-rooted revenge.
Together
Their bond is a curse yet fated by the Moon Goddess herself. Every stolen touch burns like coals deep and powerful. Every denial and space only pulls them together. As a rebellion simmers in the dark, and ancient enemies who longed to be awakened, stir in their slumber. Hana and Cael are brought together and have to decide: Will they seek revenge, love, or will they burn the world on fire, and make it crumble at their feet?
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Chapter: CaelCael's POVThe scent of lavender lingered around me. I tossed and turned in my bed. My wolf growling, and making my sleepless night worse. I should have tasted her at least once. Savored the storm that she is, the scent that owns me right now. The lavender, rain, and wild magic..Fuck.My claws flexed beneath my skin, my wolf begging me to go find her.She’s a witch, for God's sake. I can’t let someone so stubborn and reckless, too bold for her own good, into out life. She’d complicate things, and damn it all, she is a witch!I need to sever this mate bond before it sinks its claws any deeper. My wolf is relentless, the beast inside me deaf to reason, driven only by the wild urge to claim what it believes is ours.Which was impossible; I can’t accept her as my mate.It was dangerous.Deadly, even. I tangled my fingers in my hair, pressing my nails into my scalp, hoping the pain would steady me. I try to steady my breath, but the tightness in my chest only spreads.Memories of a past
Last Updated: 2025-09-14
Chapter: HanaHana's POVThe bag sat between us on the old cedar table, humming faintly with leftover magic. I leaned back in my chair, arms crossed tight over my chest, glaring at it like it might sprout fangs.“I nearly got myself killed over that,” I muttered. “What exactly was I carrying? It reeked of power.”Grandma didn’t answer right away; rather, she sat like an ancient queen with her long, black hair, braided to the side, and bits of gray in it. She was busy picking her teeth with a carved bone pick, like this was a lazy evening after dinner, instead of my personal meltdown.Which she caused.Finally, she gave this low, rattling chuckle, like dry leaves tumbling down the sidewalk on a windy day.“Oh, my darling little firefly,” she rasped, her voice somehow both older yet young and teasing, crackling with mischief. “You think the world would entrust you with something truly dangerous? No, no. What you carried…”She leaned forward, lowering her voice like she was about to share the secrets
Last Updated: 2025-08-28
Chapter: CaelCael’s POVThe vampire landed with a nasty crack, and I didn’t let him get up. I slashed his chest open, and the air reeked of blood. He hissed and thrashed, but he was finished.I heard her gasp behind me.Hana.My mate.My focus split instantly. Half of me was still on the bloodsuckers, but the other half burned knowing she was there. Her scent, lavender, rain, wild magic, cut through the chaos and almost broke me.“Do you always pull vampires out of alleys for kicks?” she asked, her voice shaky with adrenaline. Still stubborn, even when death was staring her down.I almost laughed. “You think I asked them over?” I tore into another one as he jumped. He hit the wall hard enough to dent the brick. “Heads up, little witch, Duskreach isn’t safe.” Is this her first time coming out to Duskreach? Didn’t she know how fucked up this place is?“And you're safer than this city?!” she shot back. I could hear some fear in her voice, but she didn’t back down.Of course, she didn’t.The third vam
Last Updated: 2025-08-26
Chapter: HanaHana's POVThe night air greeted me as I was pushed outside; the cool air felt like a bucket of cold water being thrown at me. I adjusted the straps on the bag and put it over my shoulder. I shoved my hands into my pockets, trying to keep myself calm.Who the hell just comes up to someone and demands things?I should’ve gone home the moment I stepped into that bar, I should have turned around and left. I could have lied to my grandma and told her there was no one here, or that the bar had been burnt to the ground.Maybe I could have just given him the bag, tossed it to him, and called it a night. But no, I was me. And me,I don’t like being told what to do, especially by a wolf with leather boots, broad shoulders, and a jawline that could cut diamonds.The scuff of boots echoed behind me.“Are you following me?” I snapped, not even bothering to glance back as I tried to walk away.“Making sure you don’t trip over your pride,” his voice came, smooth and smug, like he was enjoying this,
Last Updated: 2025-08-26
Chapter: CaelCael's POVThe word twisted in my chest like a blade.Witch.I almost let out a dark and bitter laugh. Of course, the goddess would tie me to one of them. A cruel, sick joke. A punishment, I’m sure. A bastard like me doesn’t deserve a normal mate. Witches worked alongside the High Alpha of this damned world. The chosen one, the one the moon goddess supposedly blessed. And now fate had the audacity to make a witch my mate.This couldn’t become more of a messed-up night. First, the humans pissed me off, and now, my mate is a witch.She clutched the worn leather bag tighter, as if it were protecting her or maybe trying to shield herself from me. My eyes stayed on it and on her, and the faint shimmer of her magic that swirled in her hazel eyes. Does she even know what is inside that bag? Is she working with the alpha of Duskreach?I will have to reject this bond. I refuse to accept her as my mate. Whatever she is carrying, it appears to be dangerous. I could smell the potent magic coming
Last Updated: 2025-08-26
Chapter: CaelCael's POVI rubbed my eyes; this place smelled too much of trash. I came to this run-down place to keep an eye on the group of humans by the pool table, tracking them, not following. One of those men was supposed to receive a package, and if my hunch was right, it came from the witches. Then a scent hit me like a brick wall. Not perfume. Not liquor. Not the thick smoke curling in the air. Lavender, mixed with the scent of rain. Though something darker, wilder, and something that clawed at my chest and made it hard to breathe. Her.She stood in the middle of the bar, her shoulders tense, while she scanned the room. Too beautiful for a place like this, that much I knew. Long black hair that tumbled down her shoulders, framing a face that could be a weapon of war. A goddess in torn jeans and an oversized sweater. Her eyes were wide, guarded with lips pressed tight like she knew she didn’t belong here.There was no fear in her; I couldn’t smell it, but that heart of hers was racing, and
Last Updated: 2025-08-25
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