روايات وقصص ضمن On Deaths Bed Witcher 3

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Just as Ryker had said, Donna’s death was only the beginning. As the days passed, Petal watched three more of her people be found dead. The head warrior was found hanging outside the territory, the healer drowned in the river, and the trainer; each death was pitiful, each one more senseless than the last, each occurring when they ventured beyond the borders. Uproar spread throughout Elysium Haven, reaching the protectors in the temple, who stood watching from the shadows of the trees as she-wolves buried the trainer.

And all because I wouldn’t date the son of a bitch my father was now dead, my family and consequently Jason’s title of Beta was revoked, and I would be forced into a torturous arrangement. A knock sounded at the door interrupting my thoughts. Before either of us got up to answer Hudson strode in. “That prick cheating like that! He didn’t even wait to let the body be removed before announcing his next Beta.” “Did you see anything else?” I asked out of curiosity. “Yeah when I was leaving Alpha Archer was saying something to Austin. Didn’t seem to pleased about something. Pretty sure he’s on his way here now.” “What?!”

Alpha Bran’s POV “I actually came to report something, Alpha.” The seriousness in Banes’ voice immediately sharpened my attention. I leaned back in my chair despite the pounding in my head. Across from me, Aric had gone still too, his sharp eyes fixed on the Gamma. Bane hesitated briefly before saying, “Three people died in the pack last night.” My brows furrowed instantly. “Three?” Bane nodded grimly. “Yes, Alpha.” The remnants of alcohol disappeared from my mind immediately. “Who are they?”

My eyes were closed, my fingers rubbing against my forehead in circles. "Are you alright, Alpha?" Skye, the pack's gamma asked, her voice laced with concern. I opened my eyes wearily, my gaze meeting hers. "Just tired. Move on with the report," I told her, and she nodded. "Well...there've been three deaths so far. Each of them was brutally murdered. They had traces of a vampire, werewolf and..." I stiffened, my eyes narrowing at her. "Let me guess, a demon?" She gave me a stiff nod.

Cole and I said in unison. "How romantic," Zeoling said dryly. "The witch and the wolf, united against evil. It's almost like a fairy tale. Too bad fairy tales rarely end well in real life." He turned toward the door, then paused. "Oh, and Becca? Your mother killed another man last night. That's three husbands dead by witch magic in less than two years. How long before she loses control completely? How long before you do?" He left before I could respond, the door clicking shut behind him with an air of finality.

He took a slice of bread and spread mayo on it. “It sounds urgent my lord. But, please check it once you have breakfast.” Sebastian said and nodded to him and retreated to the back standing. Adrienne took the newspaper from the tray and unfolded it in front of her. Her face scowled upon reading the news. More Witches Found Dead In Maywitch “Three more witches were found dead in Maywitch this morning as residents of the village were walking up on their way to the market. The witches were found at the side of the road.

She steps closer, hand resting on her stomach, the other reaching for mine. “What happened,” she asks. I take her hand and bring it to my lips briefly—not romance, not comfort, but a promise made physical. “The Witch opened a breach near Marrowfen,” I tell her. “Three dead. Two taken.” Elara’s face pales. “Taken into the Veil?” “Yes.” Her wolf stirs; I can feel it in the way her scent shifts—protective, alert. “And Garrick,” I add. Her eyes narrow. “What about him.”

then I heard footsteps through the woods. My stomach dropped. Derek’s eyes widened. “What is it, Ethan? The Ashbound?" Lucas nodded. “Probably.” Derek suddenly looked like he was about to pass out. “Oh no.” He ran a hand through his hair. “Oh no no no.” “What?” Bri asked. “If they find us here,” Derek said, panic creeping into his voice, “we are in serious trouble.” Lucas sighed. “That bad?” “Yes,” Derek snapped. “The cabin is destroyed. There are three dead witches. And if they see a wolf pack member and a witch standing here—”

The witch waited for her messenger to return with good news but after a while she noticed something was wrong. The smoke in the room became thicker and the lit candles were blown out by a mysterious wind. She soon got the message. She began to recite some incantations to cushion the effect of the failed mission but she was too late. The creature appeared in the room and swallowed her whole. “Noo!!!!!” Some members suddenly dropped dead while others had nosebleed. The one who had suggested the killing wiped his nose and said to himself “This means war.”

Wanting to know what she wanted to say. "I found something about Blade and the person marked by him." Curious I asked her to show it to me. The big heavy book that was in her hand was now kept on the bed before me. "Read this." My eyes moved from word to word, reading it to know something important but what I read only made me confused. "Every hybrid marked by him die after three days but does it mean they die for real or people think it like that cause they disappear?" I stared at the old witch who shook her head, telling me that, those hybrids had come to their end in real after three days.