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His deception, or the reason for it? I want to understand him, I really do, but I feel like there's going to be more things popping up to create more distance between us. For some strange reason their goddess, as he said, made me his mate. Why me? Out of all the females in his pack? Why a human being? Now I have to start searching for more information about the book, but where do I start? Adam said the witches here were killed, and Grandma Shannon claims it's a witch's handbook, which means I need someone with powers to read it out for me.

The situation was becoming increasingly dire, and I needed answers to understand what was afflicting my daughter. “It’s Dedusa,” Margaret finally uttered, revealing the dreadful truth. The name I had come to dread now held significance in my daughter's predicament. The realization hit me like a physical blow—Dedusa, the sinister witch, was now possessing my daughter. My heart sank, and I was left speechless. The room seemed to grow still, heavy with the weight of the revelation.

A shutter travels up my spine as I try not to think about which one of my mates she may have been involved with before I came along. I stare at the search bar on the library computer, and I wonder if the searches are tracked. I scan my card with the reader and type ‘witches’ into the search engine. I watch as the little blue circle in the center of the screen circles around and around, before only one book shows up on the screen. It is a children’s fictional book call The Werewolf and the Witch, and it is checked out. I blow out a deep breath and tap my long nails on the desk beside me. Clearing the search, I try ‘supernatural beings.’ Several different titles pop up, but they are all listed

I retorted before continuing on my way. Lux lingered in the hallway as I vanished into my office. *** A few days later, I was in Aberdeen, immersed in research at the library. My focus was the massacre of 1920 that had made headlines in town. Two young children, aged seven and nine, had disappeared while playing in the woods outside of Aberdeen. Despite extensive search efforts, they were never found. Suspicion fell on a nearby convent, and the authorities brought in members for interrogation. Eventually, the witches were put on trial and deemed guilty, leading to the burning of their convent and the loss of the entire village of witches.

Hestia sighed and reached into her tunic to pull out a small, dried lily that looked exactly like the one I had seen in the dungeon, and she pressed it into Ilyra’s palm with a final, warning squeeze. "Follow the current where the water runs backwards toward the center, and when the air starts to taste like copper, you’ll know you've reached the edge of their territory," the old woman whispered. I helped Ilyra back up out of the cellar, and as we walked away from the ruins of the storehouse, I felt the old woman’s eyes on my back like a physical weight that I knew I would never be able to shake off. The rain had turned into a steady downpour, and the thought of the Drowned Witches waiting in

Leticia spoke then the twin sisters arrived out of nowhere completing her sentence, "What do you want?" "Who are you?" "Am I safe?" said Leticia in a mocking tone. "Well, let me ease it for you...these are the witches." Crystal who was sitting comfortably on the sofa uttered. That's when Pidge stared at them only with her eyes blanked out. ______________________________________ "Now, where the fuck is she?" Maddox strode, pushing the leaves behind. His team along with him were present in the first. They got an update about the Swamp Goddess been found in the dark forest.

"Finally, I have all the powers I need. If only I could find the last remaining white witch... but no matter. I am ready to take Alexander back to hell where he truly belongs." Leaving the living room, Anne dashed into one of the rooms when she heard footsteps approaching. It was Alexander. He opened the door and froze, his eyes widening in horror at the sight of the witches' lifeless bodies. "What? Who did this?" he screamed, his voice thick with anger and despair as he looked around the room, desperately searching for answers.

Alpha Simmons stood up and started pacing around the room. “Alpha I stumbled upon a book in the Pack’s archive hidden by one of your ancestors and it was tagged Do witches still exist? The book was not there for decoration, there was a reason your ancestors must have dropped it. I read the book and the information I gathered was too good to be true. Alpha, Witches still exist in our world today and based on that book, the author predicted that the few which exist would want to inhabit any land they came across.” The Pack doctor finished leaving the Alpha speechless.

I guess that is why the monsters in the Dark Forest never came close to me and why Zane is too attached is because of my magic energy. I've done my research about red hair but the only clue I have is that I was born as a witch. A red witch, a powerful being in the world. In the books, it had informed me that witches had become extinct for hundreds of years and that a red witch is just a myth. There are still unanswered questions and it's giving me a headache. I should find clues inside the estate since it has a large library. I'm sure I can find other answers in there.

Caleb said, looking between Aiden and Ally who looked at each other, speaking with their eyes. It was Aiden that replied "The wolves were able to win the war that they called the great purge so many years ago because some witches helped them. Led by a sect of witches, called the Marin witches. Doro–" He winced, as if the name burned him "Dorothea was one of those witches. She captured me for a time and when I escaped, I killed all of them that I could find, saving her for last. I killed her. She has to be dead and someone is trying to use her name–"