LOGIN"With total focus and a heated stare, you'll do it." Came the witch's response.Lily did as she was told and stared piercingly at the empty plate that sat close to the cup that still held her drink.Nothing happened.She frowned, her lips pouting in disappointment. "It didn't work.""Try again." Hilda merely said."But...""Try again, Lily." Hilda insisted.Lily's frown deepened. "How do you know my name?"Hilda scoffed. "You're going to ask that even after bringing you out of that cell? You still doubt my capability?""No." She looked like she was about to say more but shrugged and focused on trying to break the plate with her mind.Or was it her head? She mused. She thought magic was all about spells. Maybe if this witch told her the spell to use, she might break this plate.But her mind? What would she do with her mind? She'd never had to stress her mind or head."Can't you tell me the spell to use? I think that will be better." Lily redirected her gaze to Hilda.The witch wanted t
"Let's just say I have an old score to settle with her." Hilda the witch brought another cup of steaming liquid for Lily who didn't waste time in taking a sip.It even scalded her tongue a little bit she didn't seem to mind. The drink didn't taste as it looked. She liked it, moreover, it energized her."Old score, hm?" Lily cradled the cup in her hands, keeping her gaze on the strange girl's face.To Lily, the girl was too beautiful to be living in this ancient cave. That made her curious. "Where are your family?"Hilda was a bit surprised at the question but didn't show it. "Family?""Yes, family. Don't tell me you live alone in this big cave." Her curiosity widened. "Why would a young woman like yourself be living in a cave?""Well, I don't have any," Hilda responded, finding the idea of cohabitating with people ridiculous.Her young appearance was deceiving the dumb yet pleasant-looking former Luna of Grey Moon. If only she knew."A-are they dead?" Oblivious to Hilda's thought, Lil
Lily’s eyes fluttered open weakly. She was so drained she could hardly lift a hand. However, she felt warm still. That was odd.When did her cell become a cave of warmth? It was usually cold and dreary. She looked around but could scarcely take note of her surrounding due to the pounding headache she was currently having.She was hit with another small wave of headache and groaned.“You’re awake.” The unfamiliar voice had her sitting up instantly. She met gaze with a young girl who would not be more than twenty five.She was beautiful but Lily could see there was something not quite normal with her. “Who are you?” Lily’s throat was dry, making her words come out gravelly. She suddenly remembered, for the second time, she was not in the cell again. She looked round her and saw the cave clearly. The 'young' witch observed the former Luna of Grey Moon pack looking lost and weak. There was the first as well. The story around was that Luna Lily was all beauty but no brain.Such a disap
A strange sensation washed over Xylia, momentarily making her weak. Or rather compassionate.Her vision went blurry but only for a little bit. Her steps wobbled, her face contorted in a deep, angry frown but the darkness beneath was flickering.Her demon self was restless and clawing for total control while the other part of her was at play - though weakly.The conjunction of both her powers - dark and white - had Ignus thrashing about midair. The injured, ex-Alpha was the prey in all of this.Even Amelia was flung far away from Xylia, courtesy of her powers. The young girl hit her back against the heavy gate of the cell, drawing blood from the back of her head.Xylia was back to her demon self. Her growl trembled the stone walls of the cell and had Ignus falling to the ground in a loud thud and a shriek escaping him.The snap of bone was heard from Ignus's left arm. His nose now bled alongside his ears."How dare you?!" Xylia whirled angrily on Amelia.The latter struggled to her fee
She immediately left her maid and followed the hallway, with the intention of meeting the old woman.Something told her that was the witch she wanted to see. The old witch stood as she did as though she was waiting for Xylia to meet her.Xylia was nearly at the end of the hallway when the old witch made a pivot and started walking away. In turn, Xylia increased her steps, not wanting to miss her.As soon as she got outside, she saw the old woman at a distance. She wanted to go meet her but then, halted in her tracks.There was no one else outside, it was a bushy path on the side of the pack that people rarely used.Xylia remembered people spreading rumours about that place being full of evil things and noises. Almost everyone avoided that part of the pack.Xylia didn't go further but that wasn't because she was scared of the old witch or because of what the rumor had said."This is a war you can not win." The old witch said before disintegrating into the air as tiny bats that were fla
Amelia walked out of the punishment room crying and hating Xylia even more. How could someone be so mean and evil? She hated that lady.The young girl swore to never stop praying to the Moon Goddess for the Luna to die young. She was just too mean. Just because she had powers and was very beautiful, didn't mean she could trample upon others. Her back was on fire. She had been stripped naked, tied to a stake and flogged until she felt she would die. She trudged to the kitchen, hoping to boil water and tend to the whips marks and injuries she had acquired during her undeserving punishment.However , she had already resolved in her heart that nothing the Luna did to her would make her change her mind. The only way she would stop feeding and visiting her people was if that Luna ordered her death. Still, that didn't stop her from crying from the pain of this punishment. Forty brutal lashes of that wicked whip!Just for no reason at all. She had only tried to be good and do the right thi
Xylia walked in with the bowl of steaming water and pulled a stool close to the bed."F-finally." The lycan king slowly uttered as soon as he saw her.She ignored him and continued into the room. She carefully dropped the bowl on the table close to the bed, displacing the lamp on it first. Then she
"How can one girl be so lucky?" Cecilia whined as soon as Xylia left with the hot water.Gelia was already placing the pot on the stove to make the soup Xylia had asked them to make for her."Does she look like she's lucky?" Gelia knew the responsibilities that lay on her friend's shoulders and fel
The lycan prince was taken aback by the sight before him. He had not expected her to be all naked. He stood, wet and dripping, staring at the bruised and boiled body of Xylia as she lay on the bed.His anger boiled but it was not the only reaction he was having in that moment.His body was respondi
The lycan prince was seated in the shadowy corner of the cell where he was confined.He was the only occupant of it. The magical cuffs were still around his wrist, subduing his powers and physical strength.He was weak but angry. How long would he stay here? He had tried to get these cuffs off his







