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Witch! ***

In the middle was herb garden, small glowing orbs floated around it as blue butterflies fluttered about happily. Gerwulf placed me at one of the tables and instructed me to remove my shirt. I carefully pulled my warm sweater off and awkwardly dangled my legs from the side. "A true witch is hard to kill. Hylda thought cutting her throat would do the trick, but nope," Gerwulf turned towards me with a small glass pot in his hand. He opened it and rubbed the salve onto the bite marks. "How do you kill a witch then?" "It's much more gruesome than that. You have to pierce the heart, separate the head, and burn the body. Otherwise they'll just heal. How fast depends on how much damage they take."

I demanded angrily and pushed him away from me, my eyes had turned fiery and my hair and started to glow. "No." He shouted and caught my wrist before I could chant a spell. The sparks distracted me and I could not complete the spell. "I just wanted to see her." I crashed on his chest and my tears soaked his shirt. "I know, I also wanted to." He said and hugged me tighter. "Alpha, there's been a perimeter breach." A guard barged in and announced hurriedly. "Get the men immediately," Declan ordered with a loud growl. "S-sir, t-there's a Witch." He said shakily and I stood up immediately.

Sabrina grunted, her golden shield flickering under the relentless assault. I lunged forward, slamming the dagger into the orb. A high-pitched scream filled the room as the orb cracked, releasing a shockwave that sent the witch and her creatures reeling. She staggered, her power faltering as Sabrina seized the moment. With a fierce cry, she unleashed a concentrated blast of light that struck the witch head-on. The witch collapsed to her knees, her dark magic fading as Sabrina advanced, her breathing ragged but victorious. Together, we moved towards her with Sabrina binding her with some sort of invisible shackles.

The dragon had also transformed. With the power of two fires inside me, I released the witch, leaving her unconscious, with that I realized that my body was pulled off the ground, I didn't fight it, but I started to let the fire run through my hair and its tips started to catch fire in a mixture between the witch's fire and Max's.

Together, they pushed through the throng of werewolves, vampires, and hybrids until they made it to where a witch was casting spell after spell. "You. Get this off her. Now." The witch—a tall, dark-skinned, and curly-haired woman—opened her eyes and raised an eyebrow at Maverick. "What?" Cinnia scrutinized the witch from head to toe, trying to find out if she knew her but when she came up with nothing, she put on a bright smile and shouldered Maverick out of the way just as the witch released a bolt of magic right behind her. Cinnia craned her neck to look and saw the smoking body of a vampire on the ground a mere distance from where she stood. "Thanks." She blew out a breath and then contin

She needed to release it immediately. “Huh. This brat.” She bent trying to heave in breaths before turning to Esmer. “Let me do it. I need to vent some aura." Esmer wanted to deny her as her child might respond badly to it but the Princess didn’t wait for her and was quick to climb up. She was too shaken up to say anything anyway. With her one hand raised she released her burning blue aura. In awe, all the witches gaped. The magic circle, as if waiting immediately came to life.

He felt himself gripping his sword tighter. He was just about to leave the witches to go to where Pyke stood waiting when Renny and the gnomes reappeared. Rhychard blew out the breath he had been holding, but the knot refused to dissipate. Wanda screamed, dropping to her knees and then onto her side on the ground, clutching at her head as she writhed on the ground. Her body jerked, spasms rocking her as a hazy shimmer surrounded her. Rhychard stared, his eyes narrow slits as he watched the older woman's body twist into painful knots on the ground, and then the shimmer pulled away from her, an onyx body floating out of her, itself twisting in pain at the separation. As soon as the demon compl

I'm so tired I can hardly see straight. "I said I would return in one moon cycle," I say, "And they let me go." The Witch's eyebrows shoot nearly to her hairline. "They let you go? They do not let travellers go without a sacrifice," she says, "What was yours." I make it up. "My Beta." "Your Beta," says the witch. I'm pretty sure she doesn't buy it. No Alpha would just sacrifice his Beta. "I'm tired," I say, "Is there some place I can rest?"

I seize the opportunity, launching a final decisive blow that sends her stumbling backward, defeated. Finally, realizing her defeat is imminent, the witch retreats, vanishing into the shadows. Natasha, visibly shaken by the encounter, stares at me in disbelief. I approach her, offering reassurance and comfort. “Don’t worry, Natasha. It’s over now. Just remember, be cautious around strangers. You never know who they truly are.”