All Chapters of Chasing fireflies: Chapter 91 - Chapter 97

PART IITHE RISE OF THE WITCHESBayou, main highwayHe was running along the road, hood pulled tight, face down. Cars blew past him like he wasn’t even there, just another blur in their way. He turned his head just as a car swerved, and before he could move, it hit him hard. He flew, tumbled, then hit the pavement with a thud. The car kept going, tires screaming as it disappeared. A couple of minutes later, another car rolled up. Someone got out, checked his wrist, then shrugged, hauled him up, dumped him in the trunk, and took off without a word.Callum, former mansionSamuel strode in and let out a low whistle. “Callum, you old bastard, get out here.”Callum appeared, smirking. “King Samuel, always a pleasure.”Samuel glanced around, nodding approvingly. “Damn, you really went all out. Fucking upgraded the place.”“Only the best for you,” Callum replied dryly.Samuel’s eyes landed on the thrones.“Aleah, check this out. Fancy, huh?” He extended his hand dramatically.“My queen.” The

Genevieve was terrified of Samuel, hell, everyone was. The guy had killed a witch just for trying to escape. What would he do to her if he found out she was feeding the vampires blood? She shook off the thought. Whatever. She was both vampire and witch, and honestly, she liked the vampire side a whole lot more.The water was pitch black when she heard a noise behind her. She turned to see Hunter.“Are you out of your mind? You’ve got a kid to think about,” Genevieve snapped.“I need to talk to her, Sophia,” Lucas said, pointing to the water. “Where’s my mom?”“Samuel hid her away,” Genevieve replied. “Probably scared she’d rebel. I’ll do what I can to call the spirits.” She began chanting softly, and a few spirits materialized.“Sophia?” Lucas shouted. “Show yourself!”Nothing. Just the eerie sounds of the night.“Sophia…please,” he pleaded, dropping to his knees. Lucas missed his mate, missed his sons.And there she was, right in front of him, looking down with a smirk. “Got you begg

Samuel glanced at them, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Alright, time for a new game,” he said, his tone dripping with mock seriousness. “This is as real as it gets, just like Squid Game, but trust me, mine’s way better. So, place your bets, witches. Callum, grab some drinks; I’m parched.”The contestants began climbing the steps, tension thick in the air. Rane gripped Amaris’s hand tightly. “Stay close and keep your eyes open,” he murmured.They reached a door and paused, all of them standing together. When it swung open, they froze. Inside was a chaotic jungle scene, with a shaky suspended bridge stretching across the center. They were shoved onto it without warning.“Climb on my back, now,” Rane ordered Amaris, urgency in his voice. She leapt onto him, wrapping her arms around his neck.He sprinted across the bridge, skidding to a halt just shy of the other side as a panther lunged at them. Rane set Amaris down, yanked off his shirt, and wrapped it around his arm. Without he