The Alphas Witch

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mandalynn Hope Ellis, you may call me Hope. I am twenty-four years old, the half werewolf half witch spawn of Alpha Leith Ellis of the Blood Moon Rising pack and his mistress the Sorceress Lady Abigail Caluder of the Black Witch Mountain coven. When I was two years old, my father found his fated mate his now Luna, Luna Helena. My mother had bowed out gracefully, but they still remained close and acclaimble in raising me. I spent my childhood between my father's pack and my mother's coven. To say I lived a charmed life would be a fair statement. That was until the day my whole world came crumbling down around me. I was eleven years old when my mother was killed right in front of me. She used her dying breath to cast an invisibility spell over me, shielding me from witch hunter who had just taken her life. I spent the rest of my adolescent years mainly in my father's pack, only returning to my mother's coven to visit my aunts twice a year.

Hope 'Are u sure this is the right place?' Hope asked Miana and looked at her GPS again. 'Yes, this is the address the Oracle gave us.' Miana confirmed. Hope pulled her car to the rear of the parking lot. The huge red neon sign flashing of a half-naked woman was already annoying her. The sign said Hard Dick's Gentlemen's Club. Hope huffed she seriously doubted there was anything close to gentlemen inside this place. She put the car in park with more force than was necessary and looked at herself in the rear view mirror. Wanting to hide her identity as much as possible. She took her T-shirt off and threw it in the back seat, leaving only her sports bra on. Opting for a black hoodie instead, she pulled her dark Auburn locks up into a high ponytail and slipped the hoodie over her head. Though it was hot, it was worth the heat if she could keep a low profile. 'Ready?' she asked Miana. 'Ready as I am gonna get.' Hope exited her car and slipped in through the back door, pulling

I was relieved once we reached the safety of our little efficiency apartment. After entering and locking the dead bolt behind me. I threw myself down onto the small love seat. Istantly images of Mr. Smells good assaulted my mind. To say he was sinfully handsome was an understatement. He was very tall around 6 foot 3. With the kind of broad shoulders, a girl would love to lay her head on. His muscular chest and arms had been straining against his shirt, leaving no doubt he was powerful. His face was that of a Greek God finely chiseled in all the right ways. His dark hair was nearly black, but not quite it laid in silky waves around his face . His well-groomed mustache and beard were the same dark color. His eyes were sensual pools of caramel with just a hint of blue. And oooohhh, his lips were full and lush begging to be kissed........the sound of my phone ringing brought me out of my trance. I looked down to see my brothers handsome face. I swipped to the right and answered it on th

Wyatt I had suspected she was a beauty, but now seeing her in front of me wearing only my t-shirt nearly took my breath away. Jaxs was literally panting. I knew at that moment she had been worth the wait and said a silent prayer to Selene that I would get to wake up every day with her in my clothes. Standing in the moonlight, the earthy glow made her look like the moon Goddess herself. Her dark red hair hung around her delicate face and body in thick locks. I couldn't quite see her eyes, but they appeared to glow. Her body was petite but tight with thick curves in all the right places and lean sculpted legs that seemed to go forever. Combine all this with the sent of her, and I realize I am doomed! I saw her body visibly twitched under the weight of my eyes. I knew she was starting to feel uncomfortable and was about to bolt. "Wait. Please don't go." I reached out my hand and then instantly retracted it. Remembering our last encounter, I shoved both hands into my pockets. "I am

Wyatt I watched after her until the cars tail lights were out of my sight. Then I jumped on my Harley and blazed a trail to my pack lands. I was too jacked to sleep. I wanted to call Hope, but I knew she was probably asleep, at least I hoped she was. Instead, I went to my office after pouring myself a glass of Jack. I sat down behind my desk and turned on my computer. I tried to remember all the tidbits of herself she had told me. First, I searched for her father. It turns out he's a pretty decent guy and a powerful Alpha only he was no longer the Alpha of the Blood Moon Rising pack his son Leo was. It appeared they were very stable both financially and strength wise, so that wasn't the reason Hope had left her home. Then I tried searching for her mother, but since I had no name, I got nothing, only the name of a local coven. The Black Witch Mountain coven came up again and again. I got the distinct feeling this was her coven or at least her mother's. I read that in the late 90