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Lucien began to swing us, “well for one I am now alpha. My inner wolf knows this and will produce at least one heir. Two, you have witch blood in you making it 10x more likely that all of our children will all be wolves. I blinked, “did you say I have witch blood in me? Are you crazy?” Lucien chuckled, “sometimes I think so. Your aunt had a gift with herbs and she was able to communicate with us in our wolf forms. She sensed you had powers but doubted you were ever told about them. Her sister your grandmother thought the gift was evil.” I swallowed, “I have no powers, I have no talents at all.” Lucien shook his head, “it’s not about powers, it’s more about talents. She couldn’t turn people i

Being the daughter of an Alpha and living as one for my whole life, I have learned one thing about Witches. Witches never do anything for free. It’s the reason behind my reluctance to open the book. Receiving help from a witch will cost me something sooner or later. But, the curiosity is greater than any other thing in this world. Reluctantly, I open the book and turn the first crusty and old page where the title is written in bold letters. “ ANCIENT TALES ” I mumble to myself, a laugh bubbling up in my throat. Really? That Witch gave me a book of ancient tales to read. Was she kidding me?

“What you’ve brought is one of the greatest relics in the witch world. How did you get it?” “It’s a complicated story,” I said, glancing at Elowen uncertainly. “We can’t help you if you don’t tell us what’s happening,” the woman said, her determination palpable. “We were kidnapped and dragged to a warehouse. They were going to kill us, but something caught the kidnappers’ attention and we managed to free ourselves from the restraints. Before we fled, something else drew Elowen’s attention. She kept saying the magic needed to be released.” Both witches exchanged a look. “After she got the book, as if by magic, we were thrown into a forest on the outskirts of the warehouse.”

She didn’t have anything worth remembering to write down, so she promised herself that if her life started getting more interesting, she would perhaps give the book a chance. Nothing unusual had gone down since that very weird night, thank God, and Natalie was taking the whole settling-in thing quite well. The silver haired teen sat in their beautiful garden today, lounging… her cast foot resting on a low table as she read a romantic novel. She was flushed, her heart thumping very fast, her thighs clenching unconsciously at the extremely smutty scene she had gotten to. Being a virgin, this was kind of the only way she got to get her adrenaline high— taking it second handedly while pretending

But the answers he sought remained elusive, veiled in the complexities of ancient texts. As frustration threatened to consume him, a serendipitous discovery illuminated a previously unseen path. In a dusty corner of the library, tucked away in a forgotten tome, Zander stumbled upon an encrypted manuscript—an account of a confrontation between the coven and an ancient pack of werewolves. Zander deciphered the cryptic script, unraveling the secrets of the witch’s origins and her connection to the ongoing conflict. It was revealed that the witch, once human, had been seduced by the dark forces that corrupted her soul. In her quest for power, she had made a pact with malevolent entities, becomin

The Witch of the sun, The Moon Goddess, The Icy Witch, The Cinnamon Witch, The Witch Queen, The Sugar Witch, The Witch of Doom… She saw something now. She went a few books back and found the book that clearly said The Cinnamon Witch. “I found it!”

Alpha Simmons stood up and started pacing around the room. “Alpha I stumbled upon a book in the Pack’s archive hidden by one of your ancestors and it was tagged Do witches still exist? The book was not there for decoration, there was a reason your ancestors must have dropped it. I read the book and the information I gathered was too good to be true. Alpha, Witches still exist in our world today and based on that book, the author predicted that the few which exist would want to inhabit any land they came across.” The Pack doctor finished leaving the Alpha speechless.

she hisses. “A freedom I was only granted out of sheer dumb luck. So come hell or high water, the only thing that you can bet on is that I will succeed. I won’t fail the people who brought me back to life and put all the pieces back together again. So help me or get the fuck out of my way.” The Witch dares snap, worse—releases the hold she has on me. Just casually tosses the scorching pin of the live grenade she just flipped, like the stupid little genius she is.

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

I whisper, unsure if she can hear me in her unconscious state. I take the book from her arms and open it. I skim through it, anger boiling in me as I read it’s entries. This is why Alpha Jake wanted the book. He wants that potion, meaning he is working with dark witches. I turn to the back of the book and find there are some pages stuck together. I carefully pull them apart and my eyes widen with surprise.