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Witch

MaliaThe ropes cut into my wrists, burning my skin with every slight movement. My arms were stretched above my head, bound tightly to the thick wooden post behind me. I could barely breathe around the filthy cloth stuffed into my mouth. My legs trembled beneath me, but I forced myself to stay upright. If I fell, I didn’t know if I’d have the strength to get back up. The air was thick with the smell of earth and pine, but it did nothing to mask the scent of anger—raw and violent—hanging over the crowd. Dozens of wolves surrounded me, their eyes burning with hatred. Their snarls filled the clearing, echoing through the woods. “Witch!” one of them growled. “Burn her!” another voice shouted from the crowd. A low, rhythmic chant began to rise. “Witch. Witch. Witch.”Tears blurred my vision, sliding down my face as I shook my head. I wanted to scream—to tell them they were wrong—but the gag muffled every sound. My heart pounded so loudly it drowned out their voices, but I couldn’t

Running out of time

Malia As the hours dragged on, the mob slowly began to thin out. The sun dipped lower in the sky, casting long shadows through the trees, but some wolves remained—hovering on the edges, eager to witness my punishment if Asher didn’t come. Their eyes burned with hatred and bloodlust, and no matter how much I tried to avoid their stares, I could still feel their judgment pressing down on me like a crushing weight. My throat burned with thirst. The gag chafed against the corners of my mouth, and every breath felt shallow and strained. My limbs were aching from being tied in the same position for so long, and the rough ropes dug into my wrists with every twitch. I tried to swallow against the dryness in my throat, but it only made the ache worse. I tried to make a sound—something, anything—to get someone’s attention. My voice was weak and muffled beneath the gag, but I hoped someone—anyone—would notice that I needed water. My tongue felt thick and heavy, and I was starting to feel

Now I'm here

Malia I couldn’t take it anymore—his voice, his accusations, the constant weight of his blame pressing down on me. Every word Jamie spoke was like a knife slicing through what little strength I had left. My body ached, the ropes biting into my wrists and ankles, the gag dry and scratchy against my lips. My throat burned for water, but no one cared. No one would listen. Maybe this was it—maybe I was meant to die here, tied to a post in the woods like some kind of monster. A witch. I let my head fall back against the rough bark behind me, my hair falling wild and tangled over my face. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the sound of Jamie’s voice as he muttered under his breath. He was pacing now, but his anger hadn’t lessened. If anything, it had grown darker, heavier. It didn’t matter what I did. Nothing I said would ever convince him—or anyone—that I wasn’t the person who accused Corey. That I wasn’t the reason his brother was dead. They had already made up their m

Too late

AsherI ended the call with the harp twins and slipped my phone into my pocket, my mind spinning. Every instinct in me screamed that something wasn’t right. This wasn’t just some twisted revenge from Jamie. I couldn’t explain it, but I knew that the girl Jamie had wasn’t some imposter. It was Malia. The real Malia. And she was running out of time. I had to get to her. Now. I turned toward the door, already planning the fastest route to Storm Pack territory, when a cold shiver ran down my spine. My steps slowed. The air grew heavy—thick, charged with something unnatural. Magic. I spun just as the lights in the hallway dimmed and the temperature dropped. A gust of wind howled through the room, shattering the calm. The shadows stretched unnaturally long, curling across the walls like living things. And then—they appeared. Three hooded figures emerged from the darkness, dressed in heavy black robes embroidered with silver runes. Their faces were hidden beneath the hoods, but their pr

Shadows

AsherJust as I thought I’d won—just as I convinced myself there was still time to save Malia—a chill swept through the room, colder than anything I’d ever felt. The air grew heavy again, thick with magic, but this time it was different. Older. More dangerous. And then… he appeared. A figure stepped out of the shadows, draped in a hooded robe as black as midnight. My heart slammed against my ribs as he lowered the hood. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think.It was Corey. His hair was now as pale as snow, almost glowing under the dim light. His skin was just as ghostly, drained of warmth and life.I knew it was him—but something inside me screamed that it wasn’t. Not really. He stood there, silent and still, watching me with that frozen gaze. “Corey…” I whispered, my voice barely audible. He didn’t answer. He didn’t move, neither could I. Not because of any magic—at least, I didn’t think so. It was something else. Something deeper. The hooded figures that had

Had him killed

Malia Rayna’s voice was smooth, almost amused. “What's this I hear about someone stealing my glory? Don't act so surprised. You all chanted 'WITCH!!!' Now I'm here.” Jamie’s eyes darkened. “A witch?” Rayna chuckled. “You don’t even know what you’re dealing with.” “Neither do you,” Jamie snapped. He turned back toward me, his grip tightening on flaming torch in his hand. My heart nearly stopped. He was about to set me ablaze! Was he really going to go through with it? Rayna took a step forward. “Oh don't be so uptight. If you kill her you'll ruin the surprise—” CRACK. The sharp sound cut through the air like a whip, followed by a rush of icy wind. And then, just like that, the world stopped. Every muscle in my body froze as he stepped forward. The torches flickered wildly, casting jagged shadows over his face. The mob fell silent, their fury evaporating in an instant. I could hear the sharp intake of breath from the wolves around me, their bodies stiff with shock. Jamie’s k

Corey's verdict

Malia The moment Corey spoke, the world shifted. The fire that had burned in Jamie’s eyes flickered, his rage replaced by uncertainty. The crowd, still scattered from the earlier chaos, now stood frozen in disbelief. Jamie turned fully to Corey, his voice low and sharp. “How did a witch cause your death when Amara saw Malia accuse you in person?” I felt my breath catch. Amara, standing to the side, nodded vigorously, as if needing Corey to confirm what she believed. “I saw it with my own eyes,” she said, her voice raw from screaming at me earlier. “Malia was right there! She said it herself! That you forced yourself on her. You were there too!” Corey’s pale blue eyes swept across the gathered wolves before settling back on Jamie. “The witch turned into Malia,” Corey said simply. “She pretended to be her.” A collective hush spread through the crowd. Jamie’s jaw tightened. He was watching Corey carefully, trying to process his words, but I could see the doubt in his eyes. “Are

On my own

MaliaThe silence that followed Jamie’s question felt like an eternity.My heartbeat pounded in my ears, drowning out everything else as I stared at Corey, waiting for him to answer.What should be done with Malia?I could see the tension in Corey’s pale face, the way his lips pressed together as his icy blue eyes flickered toward me. And then, he sighed.“Bring her down,” Corey said, his voice low but firm. “Now.”A ripple of shock passed through the gathered wolves.My stomach twisted in disbelief. Did I hear him right?Corey’s expression darkened as he turned his gaze fully on Jamie. “She was set up,” he continued, his voice sharper this time. “I can't believe you still have to ask me what should be done with her—after I just told you what happened.”Jamie’s face remained unreadable, his eyes locked onto Corey as he processed the words. But his jaw tensed, and his fingers twitched at his sides.He didn’t like it.For a moment, I thought he might argue. I thought he might outright

Harsh realization

JamieI sent for some of the women in the pack to help Corey clean up, though I wasn’t sure what good it would do. He looked… wrong.Even after everything—the riots, the accusations, the execution nearly taking place—I hadn’t been prepared for the moment I saw him again.His skin was too pale. His eyes, once warm and full of life, were now icy blue, hollow, distant. He barely looked like himself, and yet there he was, standing before me, alive when he shouldn’t have been.I had spent two weeks grieving my brother, believing he was gone forever, and now he was back—but different. Not just in the way he looked, but in the way he spoke.And what he said…I ran a hand down my face, trying to push through the chaos in my head as I was about to enter my office.Amara entered first.She stood near my desk with her arms wrapped tightly around herself, fingers clutching at her sleeves as if they were the only thing keeping her upright. Her entire body was tense, her expression drawn and distan

The real enemy

JamieI barely noticed Amara move closer until her lips pressed against mine.It was soft, hesitant—like she wasn’t sure I’d let her.I didn’t pull away.I couldn’t.My mind was spinning, unraveling, breaking apart at the realization of how wrong I had been. How deep I had let my anger dig into me until it controlled every decision I made.Amara pulled back, her forehead pressing lightly against mine.“We’ll fix it,” she whispered. “We’ll figure out a way.”I nodded, but the weight in my chest didn’t budge.How?How the hell could we fix this?Malia was locked in a cell. Our entire pack believed she was a murderer. And worse, I had helped build that lie.I clenched my jaw, feeling my throat tighten.And then—suddenly, it clicked.I remembered.I remembered why I had taken Malia in the first place.I had wanted revenge, yes—but not just for Corey.For myself.I stiffened, pulling away from Amara as realization crashed into me like a storm.Asher.Asher had been in his right mind when h

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