Overwatch Witch Mercy Novels & Stories

I cursed as the poison ran through my veins, sweeping into my blood. "Wolfsbane...you weak-" I couldn't finish as he threw me off. The queen of all poison swept through my body weakening my wolf and I. Xaviour groaned before being pulled to sleep as the effects of the Aconitum started. I growled as I was forced to shift back. I growl of frustration ripped through as I witnessed Darren escaping. My eyes landed on Athina again, pale-faced as blood drew out from her body. She needed immediate attention. Sighing, I lifted her weak body in my arms, before rushing to the infirmary.

“Are you being serious with me right now?” A hint of anger flickered on the alpha’s face. “Yes, I am. She is a witch and, though you may not like to hear it, she most likely decided to stay loyal to her own. You can’t hold much faith in the word of a witch. I figured you would’ve known this, considering what happened to you.”

"Fighting tiger?? That's lame dude. The Merc sounds dope to me. The whole Organization calls you the Merc." "Fine! Fine! The Merc it is then." Abel shrugged. The elevator stopped moving, the door opened, both Abel and Jenny stepping out. "Woww!" Abel exclaimed, impressed by the structure of the base. The infrastructure was near futuristic. Drones flying around, large screens displaying several footages gathered from the very own satellite of Horizon Zero. At both sides, were 6th generation computers, with trained personnels operating it. After were high tech weapons placed and cleaned on a large table near the edge.

everyone yelled and nodded. "Now list everyone! One last thing I need to do is.... As Alpha, I am recruiting some group of persons who would help in ensuring the smooth running of operation of this administration!" the three witches, appeared before them and everyone gasped for they smelled the scent and were surprised how witches could be promoted in the land. "This is Mariah, she will be my Beta." "This is Uriah, she will be my Gamma." "And this is Periah, your new pack doctor!" The three witches giggled happily as they appreciated the Alpha for letting them into the pack. They all promised the people a smooth and peaceful administration, void of sentiments and criticism from anyone who da

Shit Witch demanded, narrowing her eyes as she looked around the torture chamber. Oh shit, she can hear them!? Then I remembered what Katrina told me. Alpha Alec and Crista already accepted darkness and Light. What are they doing in my head again? But that’s not the main point. The main point is that Shit Witch wanted to stop their return and doesn’t know she’s failed. “You don’t know them? I’m surprised. Here I thought you were more cunning than that. You manipulated Iggy into starting a war, but you don’t know the voices of the ones you’re trying to stop?” I laughed, finding her confused expression priceless.

All the anger and rage he felt had oozed out, leaving him vulnerable and on the brink of death. But as he lay there almost dying, a woman approached him. This woman was made of ice, her hair as white as snow, her long white dress freezing everything it came in contact with. She looked like a goddess, with her grey eyes and silver coloured lips. She carefully enfolded Xavier in an icy bed, making sure the ice flowing from her body didn't freeze him. Then she turned and walked away with him, not throwing a single glance to the other witch that was almost dying.

She paused. “What about the green?” Luka looked at Marquise in her curiosity. “A half wolf…” Marquise replied in a heavy tone. Luka wrinkled her forehead. “What does it mean?” Marquise walked to the table and she poured the wine for herself. She sipped it once, twice, and third times… “You know what my last battle was?” She asked Luka with her piercing stare. “That old witch is The Wehr…” “The Wehr? The Protector, you mean?” Luka stirred her glass of wine in her hand.

He spat blood. “You’ll never reach the spring… she made sure of it.” “She?” My stomach tightened. “Bibi Kamwe. Ha!” The mercenary laughed, low and wet. “You think she works alone?” Before I could push further, his eyes rolled back, his veins darkening as a curse ignited within him. His body convulsed and went still. I stood, breathing hard. The air around me shimmered faintly. A curse to silence him, typical of witches who wanted to cover their tracks.

The moment she’s gone, I close my eyes and exhale through my teeth. Fuck. What is this woman doing to me? I thought I burned this out years ago. Buried it under rage, duty, blood. I rebuilt myself around not wanting her, not needing her, not reacting every time she breathes in my direction. And yet— I grip the edge of the table until the wood groans, forcing the thought down. No. I can’t feel this way again. I won’t. Alpha first. Always Alpha first. I have much obligation to risk.

I knew she she was upset with me though I had no idea why "You did good. We have a little while before the club opens. Are you hungry?' "You didn't tell them I am witch. Only an Alpha" "Does it matter?" "Yes, Wyatt, it does. Are you ashamed of me? I mean, the witch in me? That is not something I can change even if I wanted to, which I don't. You don't think some eyebrows are going to be raised when I start freezing bitches? I would have to blind not to notice the way they were looking at you."