"Can you show me the house I requested first and I will tell you?” Beatrice retorted, she only want to change the topic and the girl nodded.“Sure!’Beatrice stood up and extended her hand to the girl. She took it and led her toward the Vevelva house.Beatrice was desperate about how they were unhexed“Do you think I can become a witch?” the girl asked.“Witch? Well, what is your name?” Beatrice asked.“Linda,” she replied.“You have a good name. Mine is Beatrice. Why do you want to become a witch?” she asked and the girl smiled.“I’d like to have such power. To heal and recite unmeaningful enchantment.” Linda said with pride on her voice and face.“Dear, it is good to have such power but the bad part is that werewolves were better creatures than witches. Although without enchantment a werewolf has his or her own power. I presumed that you haven’t felt your own power. Just be patient. Soon you will realize how it was more good to be a werewolf than a witch. But are the witches back in
When Cynthia walked to the mansion of the Lichen Pack, seeking Logan. The guards identified her as the girl who always came looking for the Alpha’s pubs and had refused her many times; they refused her this time too. But she told them to inform him that she was the girl he met in the morning. When the guard told Logan about her. He was joyful. He had been thinking of searching for her the next day either at school or on the way from school.“Let her in at once.” He ordered. The guard who came to inform him went out and came back with Cynthia.Logan sat waiting patiently for the girl who he met this morning but when he turned to view her. He saw another person. He frowned. Although the person he was frowning at and the girl he met in the morning looked familiar. He still discerned some differences.“Who are you?” he asked.“I am the girl who you met in the morning,” she said as she smiled. That was the same way the girl smiled, he thought.“I don’t think you are her. you might be identi
Beatrice searched everywhere until her hand started aching her to the level that she groaned every three seconds. Yet she hasn't seen what she was scouring for. She sought, sniffed, and groaned. Her stomach rumbled due to hunger. She grumbled as she rested her right hand on her stomach.“Hmm!” she snorted. But she felt that she would survive it, no matter how hungry she might be. She had encountered a lot of hunger squared when trying to get the money for the remedy. She sat down struggling to guess the logical place the remedy may have plummeted when her eyes caught sight of it under her feet, hiding behind the grasses. She chuckled and then sighed.“Wow!” she said as she quickly grabbed it. She inspected it and saw that it was constant. She shut her eyes and hauled a relief sigh. Then she remembered Logan. She quickly dust herself with her hands to wave away shreds of dry leaves that had scraped all over her.. she peeped toward her father’s house. She scoffed. She ran as she could
Beatrice was painful at how her sister treated her just because of wanting a guy that wasn’t her. How can she be so vicious and look meek at the same time? She was so cunny like a snake under the green grass, which you won’t identify from the green grass. She increased her pace so she would unhex Logan before it would be dark completely. It was already getting dark. Then something came to her mind. What will she tell Logan when she hands over the remedy to him? What would be his responses? Will he believe her when she tells him about his hexing? Most people who were hexed never knew that they were. Most of them never feel the weakness and the pain they displayed.She got to the spot where she saw Logan working but she couldn’t find him. She searched the inner wood deeply, but could not find him still.“Shit!” she swore.She checked for her bag. She found it at the exact spot she hid it. She sat on the wood thinking of what to do. Since she doesn’t know where Logan stayed. She will hav
“I can’t encounter a wicked daughter like you. You abandoned your parents and they disowned you…” Linda’s mother kept ranting and it only annoyed Beatrice.“Madam, where do you get the information from? And you just started accusing me without even asking from my point of view?’ she said in annoyance.“Who are you that I would ask your point of view? Miss, kindly leave my house and never return back here, and mind you, break every tie you have with my daughter. Am I cleared?” Linda's mother said and Beatrice nodded her head. She peeped at Linda. She had some tears strayed from her face.“Linda, take care. What a pity that you have a good heart but your mother is something else.” She said and walked toward the door. But Linda's mother was furious at her last statement.“Am I the one you are abusing? Am I the one you called something else…” she kept ranting as she followed behind her. Beatrice turned back and just shook her head.“Will you please open the door?” she said. But Linda’s m
Cynthia was so uneasy but she didn't know why. Maybe because her sister was back. She had come to break the great news to her parents. She had convinced Kevin to make her father the Alpha of Oasis of Pashtun since the Alpha had been confirmed dead and the Alpha of the third Pack was still missing. Both Pack posts remain vacant. Cynthia who found this as an opportunity to make her father an Alpha had suggested it to Kevin.Every post of an Alpha always went through combat. It was believed that a good Alpha could be measured by his strength. Since her father was still strong like a young man at heart because of the hex. She had predicted that he would win presumably with her bolster.She was so optimistic that she didn't realize it when she collided with someone. Even before she could peek to look at the person’s face she had rained scathing words "Who is that stupid person…?” but was cut off by the call of her name. Instantly, she had a glimpse at her face and saw her sister.“Beatri
“I sent for her. We need her for the baby.” Kevin said but she wasn’t buying his explanation.“Don’t fucking lied to me?” she roared.“Cynthia, I am not lying. We need all her assistance in this. We should be grateful to her that she was our helping factor…” he tried to explain.“Your helping factor, not mine. She hasn’t fucking helped me in a day…” she barked.“You are raising your voice… Cynthia, take it easy…” Kevin said.“Don’t dare tell me that.”“Luna Cynthia, just take it easy. We are all working together.” Cassandra said, which only drew more anger into Cynthia.“You and who? Please count me out of your unnecessary clattering.” Cynthia barked and Cassandra furrowed her eyebrow in surprise.“Kevin, tell your whore to leave her at once!” she barked. Cassandra smirked in anger before making an inaudible enchantment. Cynthia's legs started shaking. Then her right leg started swelling.She hauled to the ground wailing and groaning, it seemed something was running up and down her le
Logan had just told her everything he would remember including the emotional trauma he went through when he lost Celia and the giving birth of his heir. He told her about living in the Manson again, how he was accused of attempted murder and had been locked up in the darkroom, was later released, and confined to the Omega place. How he heard that his father was on suspension and his brother was confirmed as the Alpha.Beatrice listened attentively and she never pitied Alpha Morris. She always thought that he was sensible. But according to what Logan narrated, it seemed that he was the one who fully accepted the rift in the Alpha’s mansion. She had heard of many Alphas who could stand up for their Pubs when they were weak. If he was, Alpha Morris would have reconsidered him. He could have investigated it and found the culprit. But he had demoted him to nonentity and put his wicked pub instead.“Well, you really had faced a lot…” she said. She had regret that she had accepted to leave