All Chapters of Alpha Ezra’s Little Witch: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ANNABELLE “No, honey, you aren’t sure. You don’t just want to admit that there are many things that've been happening right under your nose that you’re unaware of.” I cocked my head to the side, making sure that I was focused on him. I wanted to see every emotion that filtered across his face. “Carden had been bullying the kids and I think they did not tell you because they did not want you to feel bad for having yours since they know that being a hybrid is unacceptable. And also, he threatened to expose them to the world if they told you. He was also going to kill you and take over the pack with the help of …” with my eyes still on Ezra, I pointed at the elders running around in the throne room, “Your believed elders. Them,” Something hard flashed in Ezra’s eyes as he glanced away to look at his elders. “I know they are selfish and have been challenging me for years but they are not brave enough to try and take over my pack. It means they would have to fight me and kill me fi

EZRA Anna, or whatever her name really was, lifted her chin at me. Her face was still unreadable, like she didn’t feel anything at all. “Go on,” she said. I obeyed her, slowly taking off my clothes. Just as I turned to fill the bathtub, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and stopped. My hair looked wild, like a bird’s nest. My beard was thick, long, and untamed, spreading all over my face. My eyes were red, bloodshot from not sleeping. I didn’t even know how I’d managed to go without sleep for this long, but honestly, anyone in my position would be just as restless. She was right, I probably smelled awful. Once the tub was full, I turned around but she had vanished. Stupid witch and her disappearing tricks. Then, without warning, she appeared again, this time right in front of me. She handed me a rose-scented bath bomb. That blank expression she wore earlier was gone. Now her face held something different. It was playful and a little dangerous. That strange, wild light ha

EZRA As the heat around us grew stronger, I felt something inside me stir, like a force reaching out and connecting with her. It was the mating bond. When Anna woke up from her coma, I found out she was my mate. I tried to resist the pull I felt toward her, especially since she kept coming back into my life, stubbornly refusing to leave like she’d always wanted. I didn’t understand why she never mentioned that we were mates. If she had known, it would have been easy for her to use that as a way to get back into my life and to be my fiancée again after everything she did. But she didn’t. That’s when I realized she truly didn’t know. She had no idea we were mates. As time passed, it became harder for me to ignore the bond. The connection kept pulling me toward Anna. Even though I warned her not to fall in love with me, because I’ve never been good at handling emotions and I was not interested in having a real partner, she still did. That made me wonder if she could also feel the bo

Ezra I didn’t wait for Elder Lazarus to open his eyes completely. The moment his eyelids fluttered, I was at his side, grabbing him by the front of his robe and yanking him up like a rag doll. His body was limp from the long hours of unconsciousness. Hours I’d spent pacing the floor, seething in silence, with only the bones of Elder Matthew and the unconscious Elders as company. The other Elders were still out cold, sprawled across the floor of my throne room. And Anna, thank the gods, hadn’t stirred since she collapsed on me. Yes, I’ve checked on her a dozen times. Elder Lazarus groaned, his limbs trembling beneath my grip. He sagged forward, trying to collapse again. Maybe it was weakness, or maybe it was just cowardice, but I didn’t care which. I tightened my fists around his shoulders and shook him so violently until his teeth clattered. “Stay with me,” I snarled through clenched teeth. “Don’t you dare pass out again.” He whimpered, gasping for breath, and mumbled, “P-p

Quinn “I won’t stay back! I’m coming with you,” Nepthar said for what felt like the hundredth time, her face contorted in that stubborn scowl I knew too well. “You can’t,” I said firmly. “I won’t let you come with us. I can’t allow you to put yourself in harm’s way. You need to understand that.” My voice shook with frustration. I was dangerously close to snapping, to yelling at her, or worse, casting a sleep spell on her just so we could leave. She’d be furious. She might even hate me for it. But it would only be temporary. Eventually, she will understand why I did it. Even I, once a powerful witch, feared I wouldn’t make it out of this alive. It had been so long since I used my magic for anything other than growing herbs to heal minor wounds. I wasn’t as sharp as I used to be. Telling Nepthar the truth about who I was, about who she was, had been both terrifying and liberating. I’d finally laid it bare: that I was a witch, that I would be joining my sister, Madonna and my ol