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she asked. “Mother! Who is it?” I turned it was a girl and much to my shocked, she was exactly look alike of Becca. “Becca? Is that you?” I asked her. “No I am not Beca! I am Sarafine” she said shocked. “This is my daughter Sarafine, she is also a nature witch, Sarafine, they are Martha and Somerset duke of the country” said Genevieve. “A woman does not like when she is being called by other woman’s name” she said while winking at me. I got shocked because in our centuries woman does not behave like that.

She looked around us to see everyone had stopped all movements. She narrowed her eyes at me, "Fine. Remove the fire." She said, "I think I'll keep the fire up just in case, how about we start with your name." I said knowing the others were making their way up to us. Her eyes scanned around me to the others. "You work for the dark witches?" She asked, "No, we are in alliance and I could tell you why if you give me your name." I said, trying to gauge her reaction. "My name is Ambrosia." She replied, locking her red eyes on mine. "I'm Alley, and that is Pythia, leader of the dark witches." I said pointing to Pythia who made her way up to stand next to me. "Who are the others? It's clear they ar

"There's no use in talking about what-ifs. My pack and I are more than thankful for everything you did to help us. Without your help, I don't know what would have happened." "Callista's our friend," the second female witch replies. "We would never forsake her or her pack at times of distress." "Thank you so, so much for that," I state as sincerely as I can manage. "I'm afraid I didn't catch your names..." "Oh, I'm Ophelia, this is Leita, and the one with the griffin is Kiran," Ophelia introduces. "It's nice to meet you, finally. Got to say, you look exactly the way Callista described."

"And may I know what your name is, good witch?" "Good witch? Nobody has ever called me that." "You are." She smiled. "Hailey. My name is Hailey."

The Witch of the sun, The Moon Goddess, The Icy Witch, The Cinnamon Witch, The Witch Queen, The Sugar Witch, The Witch of Doom… She saw something now. She went a few books back and found the book that clearly said The Cinnamon Witch. “I found it!”

KIARAS POV It’s been two months now since I arrived here at the White Haven Coven. Though, it definitely has felt longer. My first week here was tough trying to just fit in. There are definitely some witches and warlocks that made it their life’s mission to make me miserable. What gets me the most is that it’s mainly adults that have an issue with me. Aunt Karina told me to ignore them. That they are just jealous because I can tap into magic no one else can without using dark magic which would also cause them to lose their powers a lot faster. Not for me because dark magic was used to create me, so I get all the benefits and as far as we know, none of the downfall. Eventually, I lost my temp

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Emily blurted out, still staring at the space where the witches had been. The chief witch grinned and gestured for Emily to follow her. Both of them walked out of the large hall to the room where the chief witch received Andrew earlier. "What's your name girl?" The Chief witch asked as Emily took her seat. "Emily, Dr. Emily Winx." The chief witch smirked, "Call me Amelia."

I suspected it was a mark unique to the royals of her tribe. "I repeat, what is your name?" Delicia pressed. CINZIA'S POV I didn't want to utter a word, but the witch might resort to violence. She claimed she would be my master, and I wondered how the king could tolerate such a witch. "Cinzia," I grumbled. "After the goddess Artemis," the woman stated. She didn't seem much older than I was. She was flawless in every way, except for her unpleasant demeanor. And, like me, she was a she-wolf.

She's beautiful with long reddish blonde hair, but her eyes are completely black. "She's a witch and not just any witch. Her magic is darker than we've ever seen. Everyone be careful." I mindlink them. "Well, hello there, fine palace dwellers. I have been anxious to meet the people who killed Cressida. I'm Xantha." I glare at the witch. I want to squash her with my foot, but I can't do anything until I know what we're dealing with. I won't let the kids or Zoe and Ryder get hurt.