Later that evening..
Alexander and Anne had a date in a quiet bar.The music was mild and he enjoyed every bit of it.Hours later...Alexander had dozed off, Anne succeeded in spiking his drink and successfully moved him out of the bar in his car.Anne parked the car somewhere close to the sea, she dragged Alexander out close to the ocean and tied him on a tree.Alexander was totally unconscious and was unaware of whatever that was happening around him.Anne glared at him and burst into laughter."I have always waited for this moment but I wouldn't just kill you like that, I must take every damn power you accumulated through your evil away from you.Anne went close to the ocean and spread her hands apart.Her eyes turned blue and she started making very powerful incantations calling on the queen mother of the ocean."Oh queen mother, all that you asked of me, I did humbly and this day I present Alexander before you, grant me morMonths later...It was a beautiful evening, the sky was dark outside but the house was warm and had light in it.Drake and Yvonne were sitting opposite each other on wooden chairs.Yvonne looked weak and pale with her protruded stomach.Drake had just finished cooking and served their meal, he noticed the look on Yvonne's face when they were about to eat.She had a sweater on her, she looked up at him and bowed her head."What is it Yvonne?" He asked."I... feel strange and I don't know why" she said sounding breathless."Maybe it's because you're just hungry, you should eat" Drake said.Yvonne nodded picking up a spoon when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen."Ouch!" She cried out wincing non stop."What is it?" Drake asked standing from where he sat.He went closer to her and put his warm hands around her waist.Then the pain came again, this time Yvonne screamed harder.Drake looked scared "Yvonne, what is go
“I hope you’re ready, Yvonne,” Kayne asked, his hand clenched firmly around mine. I glanced up at him and shook my head silently. He chuckled, and I stole a quick glance at his fair face, wondering if his laughter was necessary. Kayne smiled at me as if he could read my thoughts. “You should be ready, my beloved. You’ve waited for this moment for eighteen years.” I looked away, my legs twisting around each other as we sat beneath the oak tree in my expansive compound. I despised it when Kayne addressed me as his beloved. I was weary of being reminded repeatedly that I was betrothed to someone I didn’t love. “Are you okay?” he asked, gently tugging on my hand. I nodded. “Sure.” Standing up, I felt incredibly nervous. “Kayne, what did it feel like the night you first transformed into your wolf form?” I glanced at him, my ears attuned to his every word. His laughter was smooth. “It was the most wonderful moment of my life. It was like being reborn and invisible.” I turned to sta
Father Bosco was the reverend at the church located in the heart of our small city, and he harbored a deep hatred for witches. This posed a significant threat to all witch covens in Latan City.As we continued walking deeper into the forest, the moon shone brightly in the sky, casting its ethereal light upon us. Everyone began to shape-shift into their wolf forms, and I was not exempt. It was an awkward feeling for me to change into an animal in the blink of an eye.I grew fangs, feeling funny and somewhat ugly in my new form. My eyes widened with fear, flashing with grey rays. I struggled to get used to walking on four legs. Since it was my first time in my wolf form, no one dared to mock me.Feeling weird and scared, I wasn’t sure if I was proud of this transformation. Despite my parents’ lectures near the chimney, the reality felt entirely different from what they described. They spoke of how fulfilling it would be, but now, fear gripped me, and my feet grew cold.I shivered as ever
I couldn’t suppress a scoff, my mind consumed by the dread of the impending title of “mate.” “I’ll be in my car, awaiting the others,” I declared, sidestepping him. Kayne swiftly intercepted my path, blocking my way. “You don’t appear pleased. Don’t you wish to be my mate?” he probed, his brow furrowing in concern. I maintained my silence, casting him a steely gaze. “We used to be fond of each other when we were younger. What changed?” he pressed, a note of desperation creeping into his voice. “Nothing has changed, Kayne. And I didn’t say I wouldn’t want to be your mate. Now, may I go?” I replied tersely, my patience waning by the second. Reluctantly, he stepped aside, allowing me to pass. With my heart racing in my chest, I hurried away, eager to escape his presence. Unbeknownst to me, my father, Arthur, had been eavesdropping nearby, and now emerged from his hiding place, joining Kayne. “It seems your daughter isn’t particularly enthused about this union,” Kayne remarked, feig
The next day, my mind was consumed by thoughts of the previous night as I sat in class. We had taken a test early in the morning and endured a series of lectures afterward. Despite the mundane routine, I found solace in the presence of my two gorgeous friends after the long weekend. However, beneath my facade of normalcy, I couldn’t shake the nagging fear of what would happen if they ever discovered my lupine secret. Unable to concentrate on the lectures, I fidgeted at my desk, tapping my pen softly against its surface. The memory of the raw animal flesh I had consumed flashed through my mind, causing my stomach to churn. “Did I really eat that?” I pondered, feeling the urge to vomit overwhelming me. Hastily, I rushed to the restroom, my insides heaving with each retch. As I wiped my mouth, gasping for breath, doubts flooded my mind. “Perhaps I was never meant to be a wolf,” I mused despairingly. Interrupting my solitary moment, Susan, a witch, approached me with a knowing smirk. “Wh
“Hey, Yvonne, where were you?” Lora asked, grabbing my hand as I approached.“I got your text. Why were you looking for me? I don’t recall stealing your boyfriend,” I teased, making faces at them as I settled between my friends.They laughed, playfully pushing me. “You’re crazy,” Lora exclaimed.I chuckled, enjoying their company.Grace pulled me closer. “Great! I knew they wanted to gossip,” I thought to myself, remaining silent.“Father Bosco was here. They caught a new girl, and she’s a witch,” Grace informed us, her hands trembling.“Oh, that’s unfortunate. Did the witch girl try to harm anyone?” I feigned ignorance, watching their reactions carefully.They gasped, staring at me in disbelief.“We can’t wait around until they start hunting us down, Yvonne. I’m relieved Father Bosco is targeting the witches. I can’t stand the thought of being bewitched,” Grace confessed.Suppressing the urge to laugh, I maintained my composure. What did she know about witches and being bewitched?“Ar
That day, I arrived at school in high spirits, having celebrated my birthday the previous evening with a lavish party my friends couldn’t attend. While I didn’t reveal the true reason for their absence, I made it up to them the following day, treating them to a joyous celebration of my new ride. Here at school, my affluent background and regal demeanor drew attention and admiration from my peers. Despite the allure I held for many, my betrothal to Kayne served as a barrier to romantic pursuits. While I rebuffed advances from admirers, some speculated about my sexuality. Yet, here I was, contemplating approaching a boy the next day. Life’s ironies never failed to amuse me. After dropping off my friends, I found myself lost in thought, the loud beats of hip hop music failing to drown out thoughts of Alexander. Despite my efforts to push him from my mind, his captivating presence lingered, igniting a newfound attraction within me. Glancing into my side mirror, I noticed a sleek black L
A few hours later, Susan stormed into the science laboratory, accompanied by Helen, both looking visibly frustrated. Lucy, Martha, and Geraldine sat at a round table, their expressions stern. “You’re late,” Lucy reprimanded sharply, her fiery eyes flashing with irritation. As both a teacher and a witch, her authority was undeniable, and her anger was palpable. She was the most powerful among them, having lived for centuries, her blonde hair cascading behind her ears as she glared at Susan and Helen. “We apologize, Lucy,” Susan murmured, bowing her head in deference. “You better be,” Lucy snapped, her gaze unwavering as she stared them down. Susan wasted no time in addressing the pressing issue. “This isn’t working at all, Lucy, Geraldine. You’re the remaining elders of the black witches, the oldest among us. How many more must Father Bosco kill before we take action?” Martha, with her dark skin and striking white eyes, chimed in sadly. “I’ve been wondering the same thing. He manag