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, I state. The witch looks up at me, feeling slightly uncomfortable as I feel her look through my mind. Not long after, it pushed her out. She glares at me, which releases in me, shrugging my shoulders; she lets out a sigh before disappearing. Scanning the room, I noticed something moving, so I headed towards it; it’s a baby rosy boa, they’re one of the few viviparous, so they give birth and not lay eggs. Gently petting its head as I walk back to the seat, the baby boa curls up around my neck to get the heat that’s coming from my body; the witch comes back with two books. Raising an eyebrow, she passes the books over and then starts explaining. “The first book is about Reda Bahar Phoenix lik

She said as she got up and moved back towards her lair as she now ran her fingers over the books on the shelves. “Three is no problem.” Alpha Reese tells her, and I find hope knowing that this might work with his connections. The Witch then finds the book she was looking for and she moves towards the table with it as she begins to flip through the pages until she finds what she is looking for and places a bookmark on the page. “If you have the Sun Witches, they will need this to stop them.” She said as she hands me the book since I was the closest to her. She then looked at Alpha Conner and said, “If there’s more like you, I would keep them away from all this so not to feed the fire that has

Old Shit Witch sighed, shaking her head. “Right, cause I’m going to buy that. Where are the red heels that will take me home if you’re supposed to be Glinda the Good Witch of the North? And if you’re the Good Witch, were those playing cards your henchmen? Cause if they are fuck you. Shit Witch didn’t have anyone stab my dick.” I glared at this supposed Glinda as I got to my feet.

And if the witch couldn’t help me — if she had disappeared like smoke, like all the others — I would have to find out myself. That night, I sat in my empty office, the desk covered in dust and forgotten fabric samples. I opened the first book of witchcraft I had bought online, a heavy volume with a black cover that had arrived in a discreet box three days earlier. The pages smelled of new paper and ink, but there was something more there — an earthy, ancestral odor that seemed to emanate from the knowledge contained in the words.

"She forgot. Something more important must have come up, something more important than meeting me." – Beta Bill. ==JANET’S POV== Motina, my house, in my room, right beside my nerdy mate, Beta Bill. We had been researching together. "The first principle of using witchcraft is balance. Anything can be achieved if a worthy price is paid." I read aloud the sentence Bill had translated in front of me. "I think we’ll need about another week to translate all of this..."

I guess it remains to be seen. I leave my house and start walking over to hers with my newly found confidence. I am halfway already when i realise i inhale the same foreign scent as that day. My body freezes in place and i am torn. My wolf is restless in my head, and neither can decide what to do: follow the scent or proceed with our plans? I want to run but in these tight jeans i can only walk faster, but both me and my wolf go crazy, for as we get closer to her the scent becomes stronger. In that house live at least three of the most powerful witches i have ever met in my life, yet i feel i need to protect them.

“Okay Dad.” “Go back to sleep.” Her dad tucks her in and then he goes back to his room. The morning came and they headed to the witches cottage. As they got closer the image that Isabella saw kept flashing in her head. Each time it got clearer. They finally reached the witch's house and She was outside in her garden. The witch heard a twig snap and she turned to see who it was. She smiled when she realised it was Isabella and her father. The witch invites them Inside to have some cookies and milk. Isabella told her about what she heard and what she saw. The Good Witch thanked her for telling her and then she walked over to the fireplace and grabbed a strange looking shell.

When I woke up, I was in an underground cell chained with silver, there was no means of escaping. I really wanted to see the face of my kidnapper. Who would dare attack an Alpha werewolf? I tried escaping from the chains, but they would not bulge and I was getting weaker and weaker. It was at that moment that I prayed for a miracle from the Moon Goddess if she would listen to my prayers. It wasn't long before the door rattled, and I was hopeful that it was someone who would rescue me. I thought wrong. It was my mate's Father, the leader of the witches coven. I was surprised to see he was behind my kidnapping.

"But I've also never met a person without a wolf who can create... portals... out of thin air." "How do you know I don't have a wolf?" "I heard the rumours about Alpha Tristan's daughter and I can smell it on you." He flexed his shoulders, the muscles of his chest rippling in response. Helena stared transfixed, her response, forgotten and looked away when a pleasant heat began bubbling in her belly. She wasn't completely safe until they fully mated so it was best not to trigger her poor but effective excuse of a heat. "Your clothes are over there," she pointed at the table by the window, "washed and pressed." She added, wanting to impress him and preened at the thankful smile he threw her wa

I love working alongside my kids. Clarice found her mate, Prince Regan of the Werehawk Kingdom. She is a one-of-a-kind witch. She is a werehawk witch, who is also an omega. Elliot and I are so proud of the life she has accomplished. She currently has two children and has decided that is where she will stay. She helps her mate in solving issues within the kingdom. The werehawks absolutely love her and would do anything for her. I love going to visit her and watching her in action. She really knows how to solve issues among people and creatures.