Alpha Ezra’s Little Witch

/-Melucia-/ Blood, fire, Iron. Arrows. Screams disturbed the silent night as people ran helter-skelter, throwing balls of magic, in hopes of buying time. I saw wolves rip my people apart with their canines and tear open their stomachs with their claws. What would have been a peaceful night was adulterated with chaos. I didn't even have the time to reason how the wolves had been able to find our coven. All I knew was the air was polluted with poison and we needed to get out as soon as possible. “Enough!” I screamed, triggering a dune. The violent wave swept everyone within a ten-mile radius, and my body weakened momentarily. I took a look around. There was no attacker or victim. Everyone was on the floor now, some wounded and a few dead. I created a portal and hurried over to help a few of our people. I was hoping to buy us enough time for the remaining living witches to get out of there but then something struck me in the shoulder. It was an arrow, made of pure i

/-Melucia-/ At the end of the fourth month, I had utterly resigned to my fate. Nine heads were already enough to crush whatever flicker of hope I had. However, the gods seemed to have seen my plight. My eyes watered as I stared at the doctor’s smiling face. “Congratulations, miss. You're one week pregnant!” He announced and I literally jumped off the bed in excitement. I was pregnant! Finally! After three months of unending violation and annihilation, I was going to give the cruel man a son. After being locked up in a room surrounded by iron bars with my only connection to the outside world as the windows, I was finally going to be free. My people were turned into slaves and although it was good to see them alive, the nine heads I have been forced to see haunted my dreams. It was a relief to see that all that was about to end. “Are you certain?” Ezra walked into the room. I shot him a glare. She was a doctor, why on earth wouldn't she be certain? He was just loo

/-Ezra-/ The drive back to the pack was silent. No one spoke, not even Carden. My hands were gripping the steering wheel harder than necessary as I kept glancing at the side mirror. I could still smell the smoke, still see that twisted sky, and that damned anklet burned into my mind. I decided to drive because some men had stayed back to clean up Carden’s mess. I had privately given orders to one to bury Melucia’s body in a separate grave and it was to be marked because in spite of everything, she was still the mother of my sons. When we pulled up, a crowd was already gathering near the meeting hall. They knew something was wrong. There was obvious tension in the air. I stepped out of the vehicle, and the crowd parted like a wave, their eyes full of questions. I didn’t give them any answers. Inside the hall, Carden stood in front of me, his face blank. Behind him, the elders were lined up. They were like a wall of stoic faces, ready to defend him. They looked like they already

/-Melucia-/ The doctor had just finished his examination when the door flew open, banging against the wall. I was worried that it was the handsome frightening man again but a man and woman rushed in, their faces etched with worry. The woman’s eyes were red, like she’d been crying, and the man looked like he hadn’t slept in a while. “Annabelle!” the woman gasped, rushing to my side and throwing her arms around me in an embrace while the man stood at the foot of the bed, obviously relieved to see me. I flinched, pulling back from the woman. “I’m sorry, but…” I said. “But I don’t know who you are.” The woman’s face fell and she exchanged a confused glance with the man she had just come in with. “Oh, dear, it’s me. I’m your mother,” Her voice cracked on the last word, almost making me doubt what she was saying. The man’s eyes narrowed at me. “You don’t recognize us?” I took a deep breath, before answering. “No,” I whispered. “I’m sorry.” The room went silent. I could feel the te

ANNABELLE His voice made me shudder. Mimi placed a hand on my back, urging me to leave, but I was too stubborn to move. Even if my memories were gone, I refused to let anyone suffer because of me. “I—I know you don’t trust me, but please, give me another chance. I promise I’ll be better,” I pleaded, my voice shaking. He closed his eyes briefly, as if weighing his words. When he spoke, his voice was calm, almost gentle, but it chilled me to the bone. “If you don’t leave this instant, I swear I’ll do something we’ll both regret.” “It’s better if we go, Annabelle. I don’t want you causing any more trouble,” Mimi whispered urgently. Reluctantly, I agreed. After a quick, stiff farewell to Alpha Ezra, I climbed back into the car, lost in thought. I stared out the window, my mind a whirlwind of confusion and despair. I didn’t even notice Mimi watching me until she gently touched my arm. She looked at me with deep concern. “What are you thinking about, my child?” she asked softly. I f