Escape Blair Witch Reviews Novels & Stories

My wolf rolled his eyes and continued pacing. “He’ll want to see me. Ah! There he is. Enzo, come out of here.” He spotted me through the back sliding glass door. I turned to him and growled. Azeal cringed. “He isn’t taking it well, huh?” Azeal stated. “Taking what well?” Cindi demanded. “Uh… Dustin, remember the crazy moss we saw in the south side of the main highway? Look mystical, didn’t it?” Blaze said. It took Dustin a second to catch up with Blaze’s diversion. “Oh-oh yeah! It was pretty crazy. I know a witch in the Iron Claw pack who can help. Come on, guys!”

Jackob said, a smug look on his face. The look the trio were giving me was something that states things won't be as easy as I'd thought. “White witch? Do you mean Mahatma?” I queried. “Yes, and she's crazy. There is no way we can go in with all the spells she cast around her hut. This is a dead end, I'm sorry Tiffany,” Axel apologized, but I'm not ready to give up. I really don't understand why Mahatma would hold Denali hostage. “I Could help. I might be able to break through her barrier,” I suggested, now all eyes were focused on Axel.

I pleaded with her as I explained, hoping she would understand. “Oh, I understand very well, I understand that you are just a man blinded by rage and would do anything to get what he wants, you are a cruel wolf”. She looked at me with so much hatred that it broke me on the inside. “I…”, she started with so much determination in her eyes, but I stopped her. “No, please no”, I begged when I realized what she was about to do, I cannot bear it if she went through with it. “I, Quinn, reject you Alpha Wilson as my mate forever”, she said finishing the rejection ritual.

The Silver-haired wolf they had encountered was a level one Warcraft, but the silver wolf hunted more often in groups making it difficult for some beginners to face the Silver-haired wolf pack. Now Aza and Nelson are alone against the White Tiger who is in Warcraft level two intermediate. Three levels above the Silver Haired Wolf which was a level one Warcraft. The arrow that Aza misses because the White Tiger has a high defense power, but it is different from the wind knife that Nelson will shoot. Sreet! The roar of the White Tiger echoed one kilometer from the place, making several birds that were relaxing on the tree trunk leaving the tree afraid that their next target would be them.

“But you trusted me, why can’t you-” Before Matthew could finish his sentence, Guinevere intervened. “I did not trust you nor believe you until I saw you for myself. I only believed in Platinum’s words and I am more convinced since Raisya claims to be your grandmother. Once I met you, I can confirm that you are indeed a descendant of Draco Blair. However, the Scarlett Witch is a different matter.” “What do you mean?” Matthew asked. “The Witch already has a bad reputation to begin with. After what happened, it’s almost impossible to convince anyone that she means no harm. Unlike you, I don’t believe anyone in power would agree with your opinion.”

With his physique, for sure, he would not complain if she made him a porter. “Can I make a suggestion? If you want a more challenging hike, why don’t we try the Kibungan Cross-Country? That’s equivalent to fifteen mountains, and it would only cost us three days.” Vale said as if giving a bright idea. He referred to the long strenuous trail that would cross three provinces. “Try that alone since it’s your idea,” she said sarcastically. Honestly, she considered his notion. But she preferred to scale Mount Pulag because legends say it was the playground of the gods. Maybe a god of the mountain would help her to ease her pain.

She had flunked my orders and rushed into the enemy’s territory with no backup. If Blair was affected by my screaming, she said nothing in return, “Did you know that Roman had mutilated himself, made it possible for him to be half Wolf, half Man at the same time?” “What?” Hudson and Landon chorused, looking at the body on the floor. “Why did you endanger yourself?” I asked. Blair sighed, jumping down from the table, “Because, Roman worked with a witch, the same witch that had tried to kill…” “Kill who?”

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.

"You had no experience to go off of, spirit witches are powerful, it's no wonder they rarely seek asylum in packs. They're able to survive on their own, not protected by any packs or any of their covens. The spell that she had over you was probably fool proof." She's about to respond but we reach the witch's cottage. I pull her up the stairs with me and knock on the door. Blair answers immediately. "Alpha! Come in, please." she says while stepping aside. I enter her house, I've been here plenty of times, so I'm expecting the overwhelming scent of all her herbs that are drying on the counter. She leads us past the kitchen and to her office.

Lyon and Micah’s presence alone was enough to strike terror into the witches’ eyes. Before anyone could blink, the wicked witch was ripped away from Blair with savage force as Micah’s massive paw slammed into her, sending her flying through the air. She crashed to the ground with a loud impact, a pained hiss escaping her lips. Before Blair could hit the hard ground, Micah was already beneath her, his soft fur providing a cushion to break her fall. He let out a low, reassuring growl before gently nudging her to safety.