Daniel Every Witch Way Novels & Stories

The tree glowed when their blood united. “We sacrifice our lives and our magic. From generation to generation the gift of magic shall be forgotten in our lineage.” The five witches declared. The oak tree glowed before the path created by the firestone disappeared while the relic(firestone) fell to the ground. Those five witches faded away while a tear dropped from Dania's eyes. “Are you ok?” Dania asked the werewolf who lay motionless, she tried to help her up, but she faded away.

Claire's POV Daniel took a deep breath in, his chest rising and falling with a mix of emotions. My revelation had clearly struck a chord within him, and for a moment, the room seemed to hold its breath in anticipation of his response. When he finally spoke, his voice was laced with a weariness that only added to the layers of complexity between us. "A witch," he mused, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed the information. "Haven't you heard that to trust a witch is to invite your very demise?"

My brother and father would both be dead, but at least everyone else would be alive and free. Ava The witch started to chant louder and louder and suddenly the fires burned brighter. A shockwave pushed through the air knocking all of us back and I was grateful that Daniel was there to catch me. I jumped up to look for my grandmother and found her with the elder council as they tried to help each other up. “The spell is done. You can all try to shift. You might not get it right the first time, but envision yourself in your wolf form and keep trying.” The witch sounded as though she was drunk on power as she happily announced that we could all shift at will now.

He must have noticed the far-away look in my eyes, for he was staring at me suspiciously. “Where did you go? For a moment there, I thought you were communicating with your wolf. You had that peculiar dazed look in your eyes, but then I remembered you were a witch, that you can’t have a wolf. Or is there something you are hiding?” I schooled my face into a board of confusion, a confusion that made Daniel look like a fool for making a dumb assumption. Daniel raised his two hands then as if in surrender. “You can’t blame me. Maybe I didn’t see right…”

Usually, she was boisterous, loudly jabbering on about our roles as witches. Being a witch herself, Sungul was always proud of the status we hold in the world. People would look upon us as if we were gods. Magic was a mystery that most couldn’t understand. It was chaotic, unknowing and seemingly unyielding, and yet to them we were able to control it with a slew of words or a twirl of a wand. To them, being able to wield magic as “flawlessly” as we can was a sign that we were blessed by the gods.

Sitting down behind his desk Daniel clasps his hands together and eyed me. "Tell me who burned Raija's cottage to the ground," he said. Gritting my teeth I huffed. "It wasn't the twin Alphas. You know as well as I that our wolves won't destroy our pack lands. It had to be those witches. They had been there that night before we left and put black rune marks on her porch and a crystal mobile that confused my wolf. Then later they tried taking her from me when we were headed to my cave home," I explained. Nodding Daniel grinned at me.

As much as she heard it from Winnie’s very own mouth, it was just unreal. If she was related to Aria, then she wouldn’t have been that heartless with her in the past. “So what you mean is that Leah’s biological mother is both your grandmother? What I don’t understand is how did you become a witch? I haven’t heard you talk about anyone in your family being one? ”Daniel was curious. Up to now, he had only dealt with business and nothing more. It was an entirely new experience having to interact with the woman.

Standing at the front of a thousand witches I was a bit scared staring at the eyes of everyone who looked at me. "Today marks the end of a chapter and the beginning of a book, we lost four of our witches today including our past Queen mother. The rouge pack has dropped a milestone on us and have shuffled the reins of our foundation and strength. We stand together to place them in peace as they rest on and to give them a second chance at life above, with us or down below us. Rest on Soldiers" She dropped the fire touch on their bodies as we all chanted the death song, everyone was pissed and thirsty for revenge.

Even if we had enough time—which we don't—there is no longer any possibility of a future between Julian and me. Victor collapsed onto the floor, defeated. I spoke again. "Ancient texts mention one other path: drawing a lot before the ancestral graves. If the ancestors agree, Julian, as the last heir to bear the punishment, could have his curse transferred to his son. "Eighteen years would be enough time for you to find another witch." "But this method severely damages one's soul. Transferring a debt you should repay onto your own descendants will trigger a backlash. As for how severe... I cannot say."

Immortality. Nature hadn't created them by accident. It had made them dangerous on purpose. There was no fighting a woman armed with the magic of a mountain witch. Not fairly. Not and walk away breathing. "We're fucked," Daniel muttered—and for the first time since I'd known him, fear cracked through his expression. "Let's not lose hope," I said quickly, forcing the words out. "I'm sure there's a way to negotiate with them. Witches value balance, don't they? We can—"