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“She was looking at… the similarities between the werewolf hunts and the witch hunts, and the means by which the villagers back in the time that this book was written went about putting each of those groups to death. This page is all about what was useful against each group.” Everly stared at Lexi for a long moment, and she could see her confusion echoed on the other women's faces as well. “But… why?” Everly asked. “Why would she be looking at that?” Shaking her head, Lexi said, “I don’t know except… oh. Here we go. It’s at the bottom of the page right here. It says, ‘Some people who claim to be witches are able to protect themselves from these deadly elements, such as wolfsbane and silver d

I was hurting, because I just could NOT fit in with the rest of my middle school covened witches. I was bullied, shunned for not being born into their coven and never taken seriously. "Oh you come from a dark clan. You can't be a light witch in our coven!" They'd say. The pain must've ignited something when I recited my very first dark spell. Dark Protection. Protection from the bullies and protection from myself. Others would call this, selling your mind and body to the darkness, but I didn't sell it, I gave it a home in my bracelet. I asked for protection of my mind and soul in exchange for a home where they reside close to me. Making me very strong headed mentally.

, Shane said out loud. Everyone but Mariana looked at him confused, Ava just giggled. “Powerful witches and warlocks have protectors, they usually find them by the age of thirteen. It’s an instinct, a bond only the witch or warlock can feel. When the protector is revealed, his or her eyes turn silver and they feel a powerful bond. A bond so strong and loyal, even overriding that of the mate bond, it ensures that the protector will always choose her, if the need arises.

Years of enforced smallness, of swallowed power, of being told to be normal and grateful, cracked. “I will help,” she said, voice steadier than I’d ever heard it when speaking about anything that mattered. “I swear it on… on what magic I have left. I will tell you everything I remember. Our sigils. Our protections. The stories my mother told about witches like *her.*” “Good,” I said. “Start with the sigils. The ones that shield against seeing. Against threading. Anything that keeps eyes off me.” She nodded, hands twisting in her skirt to keep them from shaking.

"That's just asking for trouble." Saoirse looked chagrined. "You still think I would do something to harm the pack? After everything?" "Maybe not you," Cassian acknowledged. "But I can't allow something that can be used as a weapon by other witches. It's different if I allow witchcraft when it relates directly to me. And different if I put my whole pack in danger from another enemy." "The pack went be in danger from anyone else," Saoirse said. "Wards are solely protective spells. They can't be turned around and used for evil."

Mind you in between us all somewhere there are witches and vampires too! Witches generally keep to themselves, rarely interacting with others outside of their covens. Their territories are well-protected, and it’s uncommon for them to wander far except when gathering herbs or special ingredients for rituals and ceremonies. Their devotion centers around their goddess, known as “The Maiden, The Mother, The Crone”—a three-headed deity embodying the cycles of life, wisdom, and magic.

The intruders were many and their scents were masked so I could barely tell who they were or where they came from. A huge fight had broken out, but the intruders were gaining the upper hand, I caught sight of a group of witches chanting a spell to weaken our wolves and I flew towards them immediately. Not many witches can fly and since they were still on the ground, I was sure that they were not witches of higher rank. Meaning they were no match for me. I secured our pack house to protect the Omegas and the children who couldn't fight then I removed their spell from the wolves.

I ask, feeling slightly defeated. “Yes and no. I mean you were strong enough to unintentionally cast out an evil entity living in the twins. For what I understand that is hard to do with a skilled witch and for you it was the side effect of your protection spell on them. She looks at them and they look at their simple little woven bracelets and tattoos. “I do think that since all of the elements are there, the spell can be recast. The problem is, none of you can be touched with Sky’s protection.” “So talk me through all the things you have circled.” I point to the map.

Ziyah and Dante were also here because she would be able to advise on the magical side of things as well as the Fae side of things. Then we had Janina who could help advise on the witch side of things. She would be a liaison if she accepted, just like Astrid would be as well since she was the High Witch of the Girolamo coven. Mystra was here on behalf of the dragons. One thing that we wanted to do was find a way to offer them protection so that they were not hunted out of existence. Their numbers had been steadily declining over time. We needed to find a way to stop that.

Apparently a few wolves know now that I'm here, I was so happy they didn't know who I really was, then, they would have to show respect because they would want my mother to give them a mate. Even though I'm their Alpha's mate, I haven't gone through the ceremony to earn my title. I don't even know what happens at the ceremony, I need to read about those stuff before I go any further into this role. "It's a protection spell, I've been working on it all morning" I answer with a shrug. "Protection from who?" Valerie inquires, sitting up and looking at me. "It's a wolf protection spell, to protect wolves, if I'm going to be one then I might as well need a spell to protect myself", blowing out a