Novel & Cerita Chaos Witch

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.

The chain behind me extending to allow the motion. The woman floated towards me and stopped a few inches from me. I recognized her as a sorcerous not by her appearance, but rather her ora. She was dressed all in black with a cape covering most of her face. All I could see were her eyes, which were glowing green. "What is your name, witch?" She asked me. I refused to answer. I only glared at her. She came closer and grabbed me by my hair, forcing my eyes to hers she peered into them as if she were looking directly into my soul. She released me. "I see." She said. "Tell me Mandalynn are you with child?"

A secret path through the frost-silver trees, cloaked by enchantment and shadow. The path led to a clearing long forgotten by the rest of the world. Twelve skulls—snow-white and wolf-boned—circled a silver tree with bark like light and leaves like night. This was where she found her. Mother Noira. The pack witch. The Shaman of the White Wolves. Her skin was the color of storm clouds, her eyes blind but glowing with thin threads of violet. Runes were carved into her flesh, old magic pulsing from her bones like breath.

I mind linked with my beta, ‘Caleb, take the humans out of here. There wouldn't be peace talks today. We would fight. The witch had underestimated me, underestimated the strength of the Bloodmoon Pack. It was time to prove her wrong. Chaos reigned. Caleb rushed into the hall with a group of warriors and told the humans to leave the hall as quickly as possible. With a cruel twist of her lips, she unleashed her monstrous puppet. “Kill them all,” the witch commanded. The monstrous rogue let out a thunderous growl and ripped the people around him in a flash. I transformed into a wolf and lunged at it, but the witch stopped me.

The woman was maybe 5'1" if I'm being generous and had on a long flowy black skirt and a bright top with patterns of swirls and patterns. Long necklaces adorned her neck that glimmered in the light from the patio. Her dark brown eyes shimmered with mischeviousness like a child. "Who the f-" Stephanie started but Bea slapped her own hand over Stephanie's mouth to shut her up. I'm glad because the old woman standing in our presence is a very old and well known witch in our world. Her name is Chloris Magissa. Which roughly translate to Flower Witch. Bringer of life, spring, flowers, and warmth. She is a very powerful witch that may be able to help us with whatever the fuck is going on with my w

A male witch came racing into the room, magic buzzing around him. With a growl, Joel leapt off the table and tackled him to the ground. The next one to come in, Gail hit by the latch of the leash. The witch gasped, holding his now bleeding cheek and eyes wide. Gail swung the leash over her head, muttering the incantation, and hit the witch again, knocking him out. A third witch came racing in, followed by a fourth. Joel took one and Gail grabbed her bat, swinging it at the other one. She missed, and the witch hit her with a ball of energy.

Maddox asks. Looking at him “ The witch “ Back to Harley “ She won't stop talking and I'm not making sense of anything she saying” I told them what she was saying and they were looking at me like I had grown a second head Until Maddox snaps his fingers “ The Alpha did say that she was looking for a warlock, could that be him.” How could I forget about that “You're right but the picture we have of him is all wrong” I remind them. “ Yeah but with all this magic going around, who knows, what could be right or wrong” Harley says.

She rejoiced that the collar was gone from her neck but now only fear could be seen in her small face. "A sorcerer" She murmured as she took a step back in a startle. Her last wish was to be taken in by a sorcerer, but her misfortune struck a jackpot and served her with the last boss who probably would want to use her as a sacrifice! She knew she had very bad luck and often met misfortune but today, this misfortune was a thousand, no a million folds worse than ever!

the witch nods, "but this war is a show of wills. I want to show you all I can, make you all fall. Wolves, dragons, vampires, faes." "Faes are a peaceful kind. They never hold arms." "That's where you are wrong," the witch challenges, "The faes hold unknown magic. That alone should be alarming." "Why?" "I'm searching for a power that is far greater." "The ancient power of the wolves is not yours." "It's not yours either." She rises. The witch whispers and slowly makes her way to me. My body shifts from her dark energy. I'm on my knees before she grabs the sides of my temples. My eyes roll back before a gush of wind swirls in my vision. I gasp for air before I'm sucked in.

I sighed seeing her clearly unhappy with my answer," it is... a lot of different things. The creation of a fire witch and an alpha wolf. It doesn't mean that I was always going to end up this way, it's just how fate decided." She knitted her brows together," what do you mean?" "There was a bigger chance I would've been a wolf or a witch. Not a hellhound," I paused and tried gathering my thoughts," those who are born into this roll usually lose their identity after our first shift and the council takes us. It's been a constant battle to contain Cinnabar." My wolf snarled angrily as I let her in on more. He was the biggest driving force in keeping Eloise in the dark. Worried that we would driv