Lahat ng Kabanata ng The witch and her wolf series : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

 *Casper* “And where are you going this time ?” Natascha steps out of the office.  “Why are you always breathing down my neck ? Are you jealous or something ?” I give her a cheeky laugh.  “It is my job to make sure things go by the book here and I am not interested in meeting my final death because of the shit you pull”. She hisses.  “And what kind of shit do I pull Miss Sidorova ?” My eyes slide down to her cleavage, it is showing off a rather nice rack. Even if she is female, the feeling in my pants tells me that I can still get a hard on for a hot woman.  “Don’t play coy with me, whelp. You are nothing but a toy. When the boss grows tired of you, who do you think will have to deal with you ?” She sends me an evil glare. “So let's

  *Soleil* I open the leather pouch and pour out the smooth tree slices with the carved runes. My eyes immediately go to the Thurs rune, Tjalfe’s rune, letting my finger trace over it. Gudrun had predicted a huge sacrifice was to be made to beat the dark one. Was Davina this sacrifice ? Marta had said the dark one could be a vǫlva turned dark, but then someone should have warned us. But they hadn’t warned us about Luca. Maybe Luca was also part of this sacrifice ?  The last out-sitting had not told us anything. I hadn’t dared open my mind to reach for Luca, so we had given up and gone our separate ways. It was time to return to my so-called normal life and there were some loose ends that just wouldn’t let me ignore them. 

  *Soleil* I go to my room as soon as mom and I get home. I tell her that I need to rest a bit. Then I quickly call Siri, when I am sure my mother isn’t right outside.  “Hi it’s me, Mark has agreed to meet me friday, so I hope it fits you”.  “Sure, no problem. Gudrun is coming then anyways”. Siri answers.  “But sorry I have no idea how to get hold of the others who were there. I barely remember their names”. I admit.  “Leave that to me. If you can just get me to Mark, I’ll take it from there”.  &ldq

*Soleil* Mark lives in the same apartment complex as Davina, just in another building on the opposite end. I keep my eyes stiffly at the ground when we enter the area, not wanting to look at the way too well known building as we pass it.  Pull yourself together ! I straighten my back. I can’t break down now. We have to go change Mark’s memory.  When we reach his door Gudrun and Siri hide against the wall beside the door. Siri closes her eyes and gives me the sign to ring the bell. It takes two rings before the handle finally moves and Mark’s face pokes out.  “Hi Mark, I am so happy you had time to meet with me”. I try with a friendly smile, but when he doesn't seem to buy it I take a step back. “I brought someone you should meet”.  Mark looks at Siri with scared eyes

 *Soleil* Something is burning my eyes. Making me blink and wake up. It is sunlight coming through a crack in the curtains. I feel confused, wasn’t I speaking to Sascha a couple of minutes ago ?  Where the hell am I ?  The room is huge and there are boxes stalked along the walls. The bed is very big and beautifully ornate. The dark bedsheet smells amazing and fresh. Seriously, where am I ?  I lift my head only to winch. This has to be a real hangover. It’s a very fitting name. I get out of bed, to my relief I am still wearing the dress. The black wig is on the table and so is my handbag. I grab both and walk out the door. Outside is a hallway, there is a door leading to a living room and one to the kitchen. It smells like bacon. Normally I would be looking for a plate, but my stomach is not about to invite anything inside. Exce