Release That Witch Map Novels & Stories

Why yes, yes I would. I didn’t stop glaring at him, but I did shut my mouth as he crossed to his desk and pulled out a piece of parchment. I stared at it curiously and saw that it was a map of the greater Wolven Territories, encompassing all of Nightwolf, Silvermoon, and their neighbors to the North and West. There were red marks all over the map, along with tiny penciled columns of numbers and what looked like percentages next to them. “What…what is this?” I asked, curious. I ran my fingers over the maps. Here, there was a large red circle with the number 50 beneath it and the notation, “65, 10, 70%”

She warmly embraces me before taking a step back to hold me at arm's length. "Harad, I'm hearing troubling news. Has a witch abducted the young Crown Prince?" the woman inquired with concern etched on her face. “The last time I dealt with one, I brought down the whole cult. I didn't know there was one of those black witches left who possessed such strong powers." She takes me by the elbow and leads me into the packhouse, towards a small conference room. The three of us sit around a table while the Beta retrieves a folder from a cupboard and spreads it in front of us. The information on this map reveals key locations of werewolf packs.

Even if we had enough time—which we don't—there is no longer any possibility of a future between Julian and me. Victor collapsed onto the floor, defeated. I spoke again. "Ancient texts mention one other path: drawing a lot before the ancestral graves. If the ancestors agree, Julian, as the last heir to bear the punishment, could have his curse transferred to his son. "Eighteen years would be enough time for you to find another witch." "But this method severely damages one's soul. Transferring a debt you should repay onto your own descendants will trigger a backlash. As for how severe... I cannot say."

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

They all make the globe seems so magical, that's what it is anyway_a magic globe. The witch's hand is still at the top of the globe, she says "This represents your true identity, a testament to your burgeoning abilities as the Witch Supreme here in the Otherworld. With this, you can see what to others is invisible, and conceal what to others is visible. My Supreme," she ends and removing her hand, steps back. The crowd erupts in awe-struck cheers when the globe emits a light so bright it lightens up the entire room and then dims. Every witch in attendance in one accord, go on one knee and chorus "The mighty supreme."

They were both willing to try anything for her sake. Oscar managed to escape Morra's reign. He couldn't go back into the osk because that would mean immediate entrapment. He consulted a seer not too far away from the pack. This seer was alive when the witch took his friend as a child. The seer gave him a map which he previously used to track down the witch in his time. The map contained the towns where the witch had visited to look for her child. Oscar and Neil decided to search those towns one by one to look for any child who has the same mark as Aiden on his neck. That way, they could find some clues.

"This has got to be the one T-bone was talking about before we shot him... At least we got a name." Keegs lit up his phone and began thumbing through the screen. "Got it. Lasses Birgitta. A Swedish Witch that, apparently, tried to raise the dead in a churchyard by using the stole of a priest. She confessed that she sold her soul to the devil, renounced God and was beheaded. Sounds just like the woman you want to bring home to Mom... Well, I would anyway," Keegs grinned.

A sick game. "I told you," she whispered, her voice slicing through the air like a blade. She paused, letting the words sink in. "It was your lucky day." Then, with a terrible crack, she wrenched her mouth open even wider—too wide. A monstrous, gaping maw. "No—!" My scream caught in my throat as the witch bit down. Beth’s head tore clean off. Blood sprayed in a horrific arc, splattering across the walls, the floor—my face. Beth’s body twitched once, then went still, her lifeless form dropping to the ground with a sickening thud.

Then she started chanting while they watched her closely. Blue light pulsed inside the bowl then she placed the little light on the map. The blue light started tracing faint lines on the map until it stopped. They all leaned in closer and saw the location it stopped at. “There,” the witch panted. She pointed her finger at the map on the table. “That’s where he is.” Alpha didn’t wait for her to say another word He grabbed her arm. “You’re coming with us.” “Yes, I am coming with you! I know what that thing inside him can do!”

Calista, the witch elder, took her stan and just enjoyed the view from the window, she refused to say anything afterward. ---~--- In another place at the same time, another Alpha was furious after the failure of retrieving Skylark. “Damn, those useless women!” Alpha Arthur slammed his desk, making it crack, and then crumble. The Beta who delivered the message was trembling and bowed immediately at his Alpha. “Please, Alpha, we didn’t know that it would become this, but there was a witch who helped the three Alphas.” Arthur was intrigued by this new information, “A witch? Really?”