A Lying Witch And A Warden 소설 & 이야기

But the answers he sought remained elusive, veiled in the complexities of ancient texts. As frustration threatened to consume him, a serendipitous discovery illuminated a previously unseen path. In a dusty corner of the library, tucked away in a forgotten tome, Zander stumbled upon an encrypted manuscript—an account of a confrontation between the coven and an ancient pack of werewolves. Zander deciphered the cryptic script, unraveling the secrets of the witch’s origins and her connection to the ongoing conflict. It was revealed that the witch, once human, had been seduced by the dark forces that corrupted her soul. In her quest for power, she had made a pact with malevolent entities, becomin

he begins to rant. “Lie,” I say, smirking again. “It’s not a lie! It’s the truth. She’ll kill you! All of you! She’ll remove the blight on our society…” His voice cuts off and a line of blood begins to seep from his throat. Drake takes a step closer to me, watching intently as Laris’ mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water, his eyes going wide as his hands go to his throat. “MY mate isn’t a blight on society either, you piece of shit. Go see the Mother of us all, tell her your lies and she how feels about it,” the other witch says, making me realize that she’s mated to one of the wolves who works for Xander.

Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall. Six large men were summoned by the call. Mathis nodded toward Udora. Linking his hands behind his back as though he were hapless man, and not the one commanding whatever horrible fate he was condemning her to. “No. No! Me! I’m the witch!” I shouted as I clawed at his sleeve. Shouting loud enough I could get everyone’s attention. Mathis looked at the Mayor. “Don’t listen to it. It’s that one's witchery.” He nodded toward Udora meaningfully. "I’ll correct her."

Who knows what happens next? After all, the Vire Queen had always been pretty unreadable and unconventional. She is a strong and powerful witch. And she can make any man beg on his knees just to avoid her wrath and anger. Apart from that, she also possesses that perpetual beauty that will never make her age and really give her a quality to remain a Queen for the powerful kingdom. But getting married with the young prince, what would that even give them?

Altair is believed to have the strongest, the most magically advanced protection in the form of the Guardians. I give him the standard answer that’s taught to us. "My tutor told me the Werewolves fooled the Guardians into believing that shapeshifting is a form of magic." "Do you actually believe that? Do you really think the Guardians could be so gullible?" I can see that Aldrich considers our version of the story a load of hogwash. I'm not entirely convinced it is true either, but I know there’s a grain of truth in it.

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.

Because, as the saying goes, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. If the witches are teaming up with wolves once again, I need to hurry and speed up my plans. I was keeping a low profile and building up my own pack. I guess this little witch is what I need for my plans. Maybe having her as a mate won’t be so bad after all. *** Hana’s POV

It's slavering jaws hung open and its razor-sharp teeth were bared, as it advanced towards her with its blood-red eyes, ablaze with undisguised hunger. It occurred to Merlin that werewolves didn't normally have red eyes, something was wrong with these werewolves and the more she thought about it, the more convinced she became. The werewolves were not rogues, they were under a powerful spell and instinctively, she knew that only another witch could cast such a spell. The only witch that had been capable of such a feat, was Aunt May, but Merlin knew that she was dead, which meant that there was another and for some reason, this thought filled her with a feeling of growing disquiet.

"I'm mulling, you want me to betray my cousin, the king, and the whole Lycan community, do you know the repercussions of that?" "No one needs to know about our little deal and honestly, Anaiah won't come back once she goes home with me," The wizard informed. Anaiah struggled out of my grip but I held her still, pinching her to silently ask her to trust me. I didn't risk mind linking because I didn't know if the witches could see so I allowed Ward to speak to her wolf. I would fight the rogues confidently and win but it was the witches I was worried about. She mentioned she could open a portal so I was hoping she gathered enough strength to do that.

' The last part was whispered but perceptible none the less. 'Ha ha ha!, your guards and the patrol men don't even detect the wizard when he crosses the borders. Do you remember the first time he made an appearance? There was a freaking trained werewolf at the door, the door Ryker. But he still got in! ' I threw my hands in the air as the last two words dissipated in waves into the space. 'Tamara why won't you calm down. ' He urged, making a step towards where I stood. 'No! ' I stretched my palm in the air to stop him from making another move towards me. 'Your role as my mate will not stop the wizard from fulfilling his heart desires. It will take more than a weak alpha to stop a powerful wi