Novel & Cerita Every Witch Way Emma Alonso

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

Steven and Amelia’s expressions became somber. Was Emma the seer they wanted to find? That means that she must have had an encounter with the Scarlett Witch. What did she tell her? Why did she come to them on her own accord? Unanswered questions gripped both of them in tight clutches. They entered the ward with serious bearing. “Alphas, forgive my rudeness from before. I, Emma Thornton, pay my respects to the Leader Steven and Alpha Amelia of the Silver Crescent Pack.” Emma formally introduced herself and bowed politely to show her loyalty.

Alesha, with a determined look in her eyes, hurried back to the Thunder Claw Pack. She knew that she had to get to the bottom of what was happening with Alpha Dwayne. Her heart ached at the thought of him being enchanted by Mara, and she needed answers. Without wasting any time, Alesha sought out Emy, the pack's trusted witch known for her mystical abilities. She found Emy in her secluded den, surrounded by an assortment of dried herbs, crystals, and arcane symbols.

This was the first time it was happening. “Grandma!” Emelda screamed. “How could you Emelda? The same man whose father sent your mother to an early grave, how could you sleep with him?” “I didn’t have a choice in the matter, my wolf controlled me, she wanted….” Yemanja cut her off, “do not speak to me about wolves. You are a witch by blood and right now, you are the most powerful witch in all the seven covens. How could you stoop so low? Low enough to succumb to your wolf tendencies?” Yemanja queried, her body was shaking as she spoke, the pain she felt sent waves of tremor around her body.

Emily blurted out, still staring at the space where the witches had been. The chief witch grinned and gestured for Emily to follow her. Both of them walked out of the large hall to the room where the chief witch received Andrew earlier. "What's your name girl?" The Chief witch asked as Emily took her seat. "Emily, Dr. Emily Winx." The chief witch smirked, "Call me Amelia."

Suddenly, she looked at Alonso, who was pale, looking at Maddie. She frowned and said, “Is something wrong with you?” She saw his knuckles, which were white, gripping the desk. His eyes changed color between his wolf. Emma’s eyesight turned hard and, hiding Maddie behind her, she said, “Alonso, control your wolf. It’s an order!” The boy closed his eyes, panting heavily. He looked up and said, “my queen, please get the princess out of here. Or I won’t be able to concentrate…”

“Sorry young lady, but you’ll be stuck here for a while. Could you please stop screaming so loud, acting like a baby? You’re grown enough to know that screaming will not get you out of here.” “Ahhh…” Emma screamed again. “Shut up, you insolent little bitch.” “Where am i?” Emma asked. The woman laughed hard. “You’re in the worst place a werewolf could be. You’re in King Almede’s castle. He is the leader of all the vampires in the southern region. I know that you’re going to hate it here. Welcome to your hell, Emma Greenfield.” Emma gasped. “How do you know my full name?”

the old man's words rang in her head as she laid on her bed and slept off. Years move on the two witches grew up having different powers. The first one whose name was Emily and the second one whose name was Emilia. Both were told to always use their power secretly in order not to bring dangers to their lives but Emily who was a Hellenic witch was more powerful than Emilia who was a Gardnerian witch which made Emilia grow hatred for her own twins' sister.

**** “I have made my decision” said Marissa. She paused and waited for him to say something but he kept quiet so she took it as a sign to continue. “I am going to tell you everything” she said. “ Okay” replied Damian as he shifted close to her. Marissa cleaned her palms as they have become sweaty. “ As you already know, I am a nature witch and I am also the one the demon king is looking for” she explained to him. She waited for a reaction from him but there was none.

I was getting to Emma. I didn’t move my eyes away from her the entire time. I tried to figure out if she was breathing or not. I could have sworn that I saw her chest rising and falling, and that was enough for me not to crumple under the immense pain I was in. I glanced at the witches. They were weak. They were focused on Emma and the ritual they were preforming. It looked like they couldn’t stop the spell. They tried to focus on us, but it was too hard for them.