Semua Bab Alpha Ezra’s Little Witch: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Quinn I could no longer sit back. Knight was scared that something has happened to Annabelle, but he was also scared that something would happen to me if I were to go after her because there was no way I would let him come with me. I would be going alone. It was a good thing that Mimi returned with us after the mating ball at Alpha Ezra’s pack, so I did not have to worry about two people. Knight and I have been trying to reach our daughter since news got to our pack about the evil that has befallen Ezra’s house pack, but we’ve not received any response from her. From phone calls to messages, all have been ignored. With how the news described it, I knew this had to be the work of a witch—not just any witch, but a powerful priestess. Only someone like her could bring a pack as large as Ezra’s to its knees and unleash a plague that left no one untouched. Annabelle was part witch. She got it from me but still, I was scared that something would happen to her because her power was locke

Quinn With Nepthar back, there was a little delay in my plans to contact my sister and bring Annabelle back. It’s been a whole day since Nepthar returned and we’ve been dodging the question of where Annabelle was. Knight and I did not know how we were supposed to explain that we forced Annabelle to replace her to become Ezra’s wife because of our pack issues after her sudden disappearance but Annabelle tried to run away and had an accident that caused her to lose her memory. Nepthar would surely blame herself. She would think it was her fault but it wasn’t. If our pack was not in such a grave situation, we wouldn't have asked either of them to suddenly get married. I wanted them to find their fated mate like Knight and I did. I wanted them to have the freedom to pick who they wanted to spend the rest of their lives with. How was I supposed to explain to Nepthar that after her sister woke up from a coma and with a vacant memory, she suddenly wants to right all the wrongs and help t

QuinnEven after I’d emptied the contents of my stomach, again, I still felt nauseous. My body trembled, my skin clammy and cold, but it wasn’t the sickness that had me this way. It was fear. Dread.Everyone knew Alpha Ezra was ruthless. Cold. Capable of things most alphas wouldn’t even consider. But if someone had told me he’d been involved in the war between the werewolves and the witches, I wouldn’t have believed it. No way. Not him. Not back then.That war happened over ten years ago. If what Madonna had said was true, he would’ve been nothing more than a teenager when it all went down. Eighteen, maybe nineteen. Still practically a boy. What the hell was he doing in a war between witches and werewolves?I rubbed at my arms, trying to shake the chill that had settled deep in my bones.Yes, I knew the bloodline he came from. His ancestors loathed witches, and his father—gods, his father was a madman in every sense of the word. But Ezra wasn’t his father. At least… I thought he wasn’

EZRAThe spell Melucia had chanted as fire consumed her whole still rang in my brain, a curse etched into the very marrow of my bones.“By the flames that take my flesh,I rise anew from fire’s breath.Your hate shall feed my wrath untamed,In death, I live, your souls I claim.As I burn, so shall you,From this pyre, my power grew.The smoke you breathe, the ash you tread,I will return, the unforgiven dead.My blood, my bones, your fuel to light,But in your dreams, I shall ignite.Curse your lands, your lives, your kin,From my ash, the dark begins.”The elders had spoken of it for years, laughing and saying it would never be possible since they watched her burn before they eyes and then they buried her remains with their hands. Even though I hadn’t been there the day Melucia and the last of her coven were burned, those words were burned into me and remained with me for all these years.“I will return, the unforgiving dead,”Her words, even now, echoed through my mind. This particu

ANNABELLE“You’re not Annabelle! Annabelle would never have done all these terrible things! She was a good woman who loved me and my kids!” he shouted, his voice laced with anger. It was as if he was mad that I would claim to be sweet Annabelle. Innocent foolish Annabelle who wanted his love. Oh, what I wouldn’t give to tell him that I was the innocent Annabelle. The real Annabelle would have never accepted to be with him and his kids. She wanted nothing to do with him. I hated that I was the good Annabelle! I hated that I fell in love with this vile man standing before me.I tilted my head slightly, a sly smile playing on my lips. “Oh? But you would have done even worse, wouldn’t you? Why do you think you’re the only one capable of evil?”His mouth opened, then closed. He had no response.I stepped closer, my eyes locked onto his. “You see, Ezra. Everybody has some degree of darkness in them and they only need a reason to let it all out. Oh wait, you don’t need a reason to be wicked