Share
Getting Along and New Mysteries
Related chapters
The Witch Who Refused To Burn What We Have Is Temporary
"Here you go." Octavius handed a bottle of water to Helena as he settled down beside her on the grass. They were both covered in a thin layer of sweat from the short training they had just finished and Helena felt like she had been run over by a truck.The silver-eyed Alpha was fast and did not hold back, forcing Helena to use every trick up her sleeve and still end up on her back with him smiling above her."Are you alright?" He asked, his nose twitching as he read her scent. "I hope I didn't hurt you too badly?" His eyebrows tightened and she smiled."I'm just thinking.""Would you like to talk about it?"She drew in a breath and released it in a great sigh. "It's complicated. Maybe even too complicated."And it was. There was no way of explaining herself to him without looking crazy and while she knew he would humour her 'insane ramblings' like he had done last night, telling of the death and destruction to come might not be met with the same amount of patience.Orion hummed with
The Witch Who Refused To Burn Trust And Other Heartaches
Helena was left on her own when they stepped into the house. Orion being led away by one of his stone-faced men.She watched him disappear out of sight then sighed, deeply, feeling frustrated by how everything was going.When she had first travelled back in time, Helena had not given much thought to what could go wrong, having assumed that the goddess would create a straightforward path and she would get her revenge.But now, it was clear that there was no guarantee of her success and it left her feeling insecure and worst of all, frightened.If, in her time here, she had accomplished nothing and already lost all of her motivation, then maybe she was the failure people often tagged her as."Hello, Helena," Greeted a familiar voice."Allistor," she greeted the older man, embarrassed that she had been too caught up in her thoughts to notice she had walked all the way to his office."How are you?" She added, awkwardly, her eyes roaming over his well-dressed figure.The grey-eyed man had
The Witch Who Refused To Burn Acceptance
Fury bubbled in Helena's gut as she flung open the doors to the room the meeting was taking place, her magic causing the air around her to crackle."Wh-, What is the meaning of this?" Stuttered one of the gathered Weres, as he tried and failed, by his wide-eye stare, to appear unaffected by her presence.Helena prowled deeper in, ignoring his question, the sound of her soles tapping against the wooden floorboards echoing in the quiet room.Purple eyes surveyed everyone present, each person squirming as her piercing gaze roamed over them until her eyes landed on her chosen mate."Orion," she called out in a deceptively calm voice, her head cocking to the side, "What's going on?""My council and some of the elders in my pack are not pleased with our mateship. They summoned me to suggest ways to rectify this," he turned to one woman in particular, eyes pinning her tense form in place, "mistake.""Alpha Orion," exclaimed another man standing next to him, his eyes wide in aghast.Orion str
The Witch Who Refused To Burn Off To Kill Rigel
Rigel had always been a clumsy, straight-to-the-point writer, and while that was good for a quick message during battle, it made a stressful affair for Helena as she tried to decipher his many letters for clues."What's your obsession with this Alpha, anyway?" Charon complained as he dropped the letter he had just finished pouring over on top of the growing pile to the side."I'm not obsessed," she corrected, distractedly, brows furrowed as she studied every word for a double meaning. "I just think he's suspicious and needs to be monitored closely."Charon's responding silence was worth a hundred words and Helena glanced up at her brother's face, eyes narrowing at the teasing smile on his lips."What?" She hissed, defensively, straightening up from her bend to face him."You like him," he declared in a sing-song voice and burst into hysterical laughter."Over my dead, rotting body," Helena rebuked with a disgusted curl of her lips."Oh my Goddess," he gasped, wiping the tears from the
The Witch Who Refused To Burn Burning Of The Witch
The night sky was filled with screams and cries for help, heart-wrenching sounds that would move even the cruellest of people except the ones causing it.Helena hung limply in the hands of her captors, her head swaying as blood dripped down her swollen and bruised face.Her feet dragged against the rough earth, pulling on grasses and scraping her delicate skin on rocks but the two men holding her were unbothered by her injuries. She was in more pain than she had ever experienced but the anguished screams of her people numbed her of it as she silently wept for them. The shackles that had been placed around her neck, wrists and ankles, dug painfully into her flesh, the sharp edges of it cutting her skin and creating large wounds. Helena knew that if she managed to escape and live to see another day, she would leave with horrifying scars that she would have to carry for the rest of her life.But she did not want to live because she deserved to die with her people in the land they had a
The Witch Who Refused To Burn Back To The Past
Bells. Helena could hear the soft and melodious ring of bells surrounding her like a warm blanket.They reminded her of her dear mother. The joyful woman who had loved tiny bells and always had a smile on her face, even when her sickness had gripped her and left her a shell of the person she was.Helena felt light and weightless, and the soft jingling of the bells added to the heady feeling. She struggled to open her eyes but it felt like they were glued shut so she gave up, choosing to enjoy the warm music.~Wake up, Helena~ She frowned and shook her head. For some reason, she felt dread at the thought of waking up but she could not understand why.~You have to, child. Everything depends on you waking up~"No." The bells stopped ringing and Helena was surrounded by a suffocating silence. Her eyelids grew lighter and she was finally able to peel them open.She was in a kingdom of white fluffy clouds that stretched as far as the eye could see. Helena slowly sat up, unaccustomed to ho
The Witch Who Refused To Burn The Thirst For Revenge
Her family's home was just like she remembered it and she looked around with a mixture of awe and sorrow. Soft blue and gold colours surrounded her and everything had a worn and lived-in feel to it, something she had missed while living with Rigel, who enjoyed new and impersonal designs.Helena thought back to when Rigel had presented as her mate and how eager she had been to pack up and run away from her people and family. Looking back, she had been selfish and self-absorbed, too caught up in her fantasies of a new life, to see how her avoidance and eagerness to leave had affected her sweet Father and hotheaded Brother. Charon hated Rigel the moment they met and had been against her leaving with him but Helena had fought back, seeing her older brother as an enemy she chose to ignore. Now, she knew better and will not make the same mistake twice.She walked into the large kitchen that her Father took much pride in and was greeted with the sight of him standing in front of the stove
The Witch Who Refused To Burn Bottled Rage.
The next morning, after her father and brother had left to carry out their duties, Helena was left to herself in their quiet home.She spent most of her morning exploring the home that had become a stranger after how long she had been away from it. Everything remained the same yet it all seemed so different to the woman who had defied time and death. The scratches and dents on the floorboards from her brother's younger days, when he could not control his wolf, were present and the smell of lavender that had filled the air after her mother's passing washed over her in a nostalgic, calming wave.She walked down the hallway that led to the bedrooms and stopped in front of a plain door with a name carved on it. 'Cassandra'. It read and she carefully traced the indent with trembling fingers. A memory of the shattered door lying among the rubble of her home flashed in front of her eyes and she took a deep shuddering breath to calm herself."You're not there anymore," she whispered as she
Latest chapter
- The Witch Who Refused To Burn Off To Kill Rigel
- The Witch Who Refused To Burn Acceptance
- The Witch Who Refused To Burn Trust And Other Heartaches
- The Witch Who Refused To Burn What We Have Is Temporary
- The Witch Who Refused To Burn Getting Along and New Mysteries
- The Witch Who Refused To Burn Past Loves and A Seat At The Table
- The Witch Who Refused To Burn An Alpha For Her
- The Witch Who Refused To Burn Relief
- The Witch Who Refused To Burn Mates
