Blair Witch Backstory の小説・ストーリー

Alpha Sebastian "Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

The street was narrow and old, cobblestones still visible beneath the tarmac at the edges, trees lining both sides and meeting overhead. "Twelve years ago," I said, "a witch from the Aldercroft Coven was fated to a wolf from the Cassin Pack. Southern territory. No previous alliance between the two families. The witch's name was Maren. She was young—late twenties—and, from what Rave described, she wasn't unlike you. Contained. Capable. Deeply invested in not being perceived as someone things happened to." Isabella said nothing. But she was listening with her whole body.

“Okay, listen to me carefully, it's high I told you everything.” “I am with you on that.” She began to talk about my birth. Apparently, Mrs Haughter was right in everything she told me…at least the ones she knew about. I was a vampire. According to my mother, I was a queer hybrid. We were very rare and the last reported queer hybrid died nearly two centuries ago.

I snickered and bared my teeth to Hera, and I teleported behind my mate to help her out with her chains while Magenta went looking for another Octavia’s Crystal that belonged to the dead Donald. The oblivious witches looked my way, stunned and quite angry, and I heard Asteria snap, “She can teleport! She’s a part vampire, Hera! Why haven’t you known that? Any of you! You are all stupid!” “Surprise, evil witches! Behold, the first tribrid Rightful Ruler of the Werewolves!” Blair proudly announced that she left the rest of the creatures around us flabbergasted. And I shifted to my humanoid vampire form. It's time to get a little wild.

Pryce asked her lover confusedly. "Well, umm... Uh, let me start with Ali. She is a werewolf, while Sander is a witch, and I am a half-witch and half-vampire. And lastly, you are a werewolf. Half-human and half-werewolf, I presume." Blair explained seriously, and Pryce seemed not convinced. It went quiet for a while, and then the room was filled with my best friend's laughter. "Wait a minute... Is this some kind of prank you wanna put me in? Cassie, are you taking some videos or what?" She let out while still can't compose herself from laughing.

Even when I had totally masked my own. A trigger had been needed to awoke her and bring her to the surface. Sensing her mate's proximity to death at the hands of Addanc, she had reacted and finally pushed forward. I had so many questions about her. I was born a witch, my mother and father didn't have any werewolf genes whatsoever, so how had I phased? I had been raking my saturated mind for any feasible answer but nothing came up. News had travelled first across the packs, it was inconceivable for a witch having a wolf. As her whines filled my mind and her being called for her mate, my eyes brimmed with tears.

She asked and I stilled. "Why will I reject you, you're my mate." I said and she sighed. "Oh." She replied. "Alpha, I'm back." Aren said and I stood up. "I'll be with you soon." I told her leaving to meet Aren outside. Our hacker and computer operator found information about others easily. "What did you find?" I asked. "She's kinda a rogue, but not really." Aren replied. "Explain." I said. "She was the daughter of the former beta of the Crescent pack, her pack was overthrown and they had a new alpha named Alpha Rick, the alpha that has been really disturbing at times to us." He said and I swallowed, wondering what he did to her.

Ten years later I was woken up by Blair jumping onto my belly knocking the wind right out of me. "Daddy! It's spring!" "Where's your brother?" I groaned. "He's going to visit Marina." Canon had grown up quickly and looked a lot more like me as a teenager. He's fourteen now and manifested as an alpha, he's doing average in school and he's got a little human girlfriend at the moment. Blair just turned eleven and recently manifested as a witch to which Conan threw a celebration to low-key rub it in peoples faces. This manifestation gave us a more solid connection with the older witches of the pack who often came by to teach her new things.

“Heather opened a small crevasse in the ground while Lena levitated us out of there. I might have that backward, it’s hard to remember it all. It seems like it was so long ago. Anyway, they were able to capture the witches and they were all executed by Queen Winnie of the White Witches.” “But, like I said, all of these trials have led us to where we are now and we are all stronger for it. We adopted Blaine right after I got out of the hospital. His biological mother was my nurse. I got to know her pretty well. She was the one to tell me what happened with Blaine.” She just stared at me with her eyes wide and her mouth gaping, “Wow. So, you have all been through hell and back.” I laughed, “Yo