Mirror Of Witch Mga Nobela at Kwento

She was sure her daughter was pretty much the same as her. The little difference between them was that the daughter and begun to shift effortlessly and could use her wolf powers well but she was not yet able to tap into her witch power and that gave her an advantage over the naive girl. "I thought you called yourself the head of the witches? I expected more than this from you!" Lucia gave a sheer laughter that sent shivers down the spine of those who heard it. "Damn you! I promise you, this isn't the end. I'm going to come back for you. I'm going to kill you." The witch roared aggressively and made to stand up.

I race across the yard and jump on the back of the witch wrapping my jaws around her neck. She tries to toss her hands up in the air, but suddenly Miranda is in front of her in wolf form, grabbing her hands and biting one off. The witch screams as blood splatters on all of us. Miranda does not give up and bites into her other arm pulling it from her body.

My eyes met hers and her scent, the delicious scent that had me going crazy hit me harder than ever, my eyes widened, I couldn't believe this, my nostrils flared and my wolf jumped. "Mate, mate, mate, mate." My wolf danced happily. "Mate." I said and my beta left her hands and stepped back immediately, my warriors turned to me in surprise, I stared at her as her eyes widened, I'm sure she also felt what I felt. I took in her appearance, her strawberry blonde hair that was very long, she had it braided into pigtails, her freckles, her lips, her curvy body, which showed very well, due to her coming out from the water, her nipples were visible and I growled because the others saw that, she was

“I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.” The agent eyes were widened, and for a split second, there was fear in her expression. “So you are that witch, well, I wouldn't want to be you if I were you.” “What do you mean by that?” Lucas screamed at her. So far, Mason had been very quiet, clinging onto his sister like nothing else existed. I could feel his pain. He didn't want this for her, she was way too young to have to deal with all these. But so was Lucas.

Even when I had totally masked my own. A trigger had been needed to awoke her and bring her to the surface. Sensing her mate's proximity to death at the hands of Addanc, she had reacted and finally pushed forward. I had so many questions about her. I was born a witch, my mother and father didn't have any werewolf genes whatsoever, so how had I phased? I had been raking my saturated mind for any feasible answer but nothing came up. News had travelled first across the packs, it was inconceivable for a witch having a wolf. As her whines filled my mind and her being called for her mate, my eyes brimmed with tears.

“And when it breaks, one of us will have to take her place.” Serenya frowned. “Her?” “Maelis,” the reflection said. “The mirror was her prison once. She used it to bind the souls of wolves and witches alike — until she found a body strong enough to carry her will.” Serenya’s voice dropped. “Mine.” The reflection nodded. “You. Her final vessel. The moon’s daughter and the witch’s heir.” Serenya’s knees felt weak, but she forced herself to stay upright. “Then how do I break it?”

“Are they? If so, how come your beloved future Luna uses them to her advantage. You know what. I think I'll stop here. The Witches will take it from here.” “Greetings to all Alphas present. I suppose most of you don't like us, but we don't care. We only provide services for those who pay us. We are here to reveal the truth behind one of the pack members who constantly comes for our services,” one among the three witches stated. Right in front of everyone, they placed a mirror and cast a spell on it. Right through the mirror, everyone saw Jasmin and the things she requested from the witches. I was held dumbstruck, and so were the pack members present.

The witch clarified: “I won’t kill it. Just take it. You’ll lose your ability to reflect. No mirrors. No recognition. And no one who looks upon you will fully see you again. Not even your alphas.” Kian stepped forward. “Take mine—” “She’s already chosen,” the witch cut in. Ava looked into the mirror hanging behind the witch. Her reflection stared back. Cold. Still. “I’ll do it,” she whispered. The witch smiled. “Then we have a deal.” The spell was cast in fire and blood. Ava screamed as her shadow peeled from her feet like silk and vanished into the mirror. Kian caught her before she hit the floor. When she opened her eyes, she felt… light.

"Why don't I have a reflection all of a sudden? Is it the magic mirror?" "A shadow witch has no reflection because shadows have no reflections. They can't be seen in mirrors and so can't you. This me you are seeing is you from the inside. This is what we are." "Now, what is a shadow witch?" "Shadow witches are the darkness of the nights, children born from the energy of Hecate and Hades. They see things others can't see, they do things others can't do, they are like the bridges between the moon, the living and the dead." It sounds menacing.

I returned my gaze to the magical mirror the witch has created to enable us to connect to the Black Shadow's environment. "I found her!" The witch exclaimed. "You actually found her in the Black Shadow pack?" I asked, astonished. "Look, that's her." The witch pointed one of her smooth fingers at the magical mirror. I looked back at the mirror and true to the witch's words, Olivia was at the door of the room where the three men were. The moment she opened the door, the witch chanted something loudly and the informant began to electrocute. I saw Olivia's eyes widen in shock and she ran away from the hall without bothering to close the door firmly.