Clever Witch Ao3 Novels & Stories

he drawled, “gazing up at the sky, when I saw the most beautiful witch fire in the heavens. Like a cat to its toy, I knew it just had to be mine. I wanted to devour your power and eat you up, little mistress. No offense meant. It is the nature of us cherti: we prey upon witchkind.” Aym winked again, almost frightening Anya, who felt the overwhelming infernal power radiating from the little beast. “Oh, how I struggled against my brethren to claim your witch light! I won in the end, only to find myself trapped within the witch who I thought I could take down easily. And here I am, bested by a girl, bound to her service.” Aym shrugged. “Luck of the draw, I suppose. Now where's the cre

But to my surprise, she tossed me a sly smile and hissed, “Yes.” “Well, where is she?” I prodded. The witch held up her finger and wagged it at me. “My information isn’t free.” Stupid witch. “Sure. Fine. Name your price. I’m the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack. I have lots of money.” “I know who you are,” she said, locking her eyes on mine once again. Her eyes were strange and deep, like liquid. It made me feel uneasy. “I don’t want your money.”

I asked, knowing that not many witches can transport others with them. “ I am a witch,” she said looking at me. “ Tell me, women. Who are you and what do you know about Ava?” I asked, looking at her. “ Nothing can escape from a good king's eyes,” she said with a shake of her head. “ I am the wise witch,” she said. “ Fu*k no,” daro cursed through the link. “ You mean…… Daro's words were cut off by sudden and loud growls. I looked around frantically to search for where that sound came from.

When I woke up, I was in an underground cell chained with silver, there was no means of escaping. I really wanted to see the face of my kidnapper. Who would dare attack an Alpha werewolf? I tried escaping from the chains, but they would not bulge and I was getting weaker and weaker. It was at that moment that I prayed for a miracle from the Moon Goddess if she would listen to my prayers. It wasn't long before the door rattled, and I was hopeful that it was someone who would rescue me. I thought wrong. It was my mate's Father, the leader of the witches coven. I was surprised to see he was behind my kidnapping.

Rubbing his hand over his face. I was really starting to get pissed by the fact that Leith knew more than he was telling. "What do you mean by 'never meant to be'? What prophecy?" At this point, I felt like I was asking either of them who cared to answer. "The prophecy states that the 3rd generation of Caulder witch born will be a very powerful magical creature. Perhaps even more powerful than them. It must be the werewolf in Hope that has kept the pregnancy hidden, or they would have terminated it by now." Abagail said sadly.

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.

"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.

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.

He didn't want any stranger to approach his girl. "You can help?" Luca finally responded with his cold tone. Luca is an Alpha who doesn't really get too close to his own pack member, including this witch. “Yes. Of course. Before it's too late…” the witch said making the three of them realize that they were too sad and mourn because they feeling lost. Their mate can still be saved and live together with them. Luca put his girl's body back on the bed and let the witch approach her. The witch then placed her hand on her forehead and took a deep breath before closing her eyes. Her head tilted up a little bit like she was looking at far way.

The Witch explained. “I still have questions?” She clicked her tongue, “Tsk, annoying.” She commented. “Since you helped me out this time though, I’ll comply.” The woman added, lowering her arms. His anger lessening to bitter annoyance, Allen’s temple throbbed. In a businesslike fashion, The Witch wasted no time. Uttering a series of cryptic mutterings, a complex array of interwoven symbols and shapes erupted in a bright flash of light. Twisting and interlocking like a web, it enveloped the werewolf. Quickly dispersing, it left not a single trace of the werewolf in the square.