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Letting go of Adira’s hand, I say to her in our link, “You get Alpha Zane, and I will distract the witch.” Gently, I began to push the door open and peeked inside to see Alpha Zane pinned to a wall, with nothing holding him to it with his feet off the ground. A wolf laid on the floor next to him, motionless, and the witch seemed to be packing what looked like books into a box. Adira slid past me and moved behind a table as I stepped in further, clearing my throat now to get the witch’s attention. Turning to me, the witch showed a look of disgust on her face as she says, “Not another Alpha.” As she raised her hands into the air.

"Immortality, and more." Erin's eyes gleamed. "Begin the ritual." The witch's gaze returned to Aria. "Let us unleash the beast within." The witch's voice rose in a chant. As her hand touched the glass, a blinding flash of electricity erupted. The witch flew across the room, crashing to the floor. Erin rushed to her side. "Old one!" Erin exclaimed. The witch coughed, blood trickling from her lips. "Her power...it's incredible," Erin whispered.

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 wanted to give him pups. "Name it." "Three things." The witch began laying out objects on the altar. "First, blood of the betrayed." She pointed to Tank's MC cut, which Roxy had stolen. Her brother's blood still stained the leather from when she'd knocked him unconscious to escape. He wasn't her brother anymore. "Second, essence of the claim." She placed a silver bowl on the altar. "You'll need something from their claiming night. Hair, skin, blood – anything that holds the power of their bond."

Most dark witches will stay away from sacrifices, as the price you pay for using this kind of dark magic usually ends with the loss of your soul. I stand there and watch as this witch continues on with her ritual.It takes her a while to open up the portal to wherever she is trying to release someone from. She is talking in a language that I don't understand. As she gets closer to the end of the ritual, the more powerful it becomes. I can feel the dark magic all around me, and it makes my skin crawl.Once she finally finishes the ritual, a giant of a man walks out of the portal. He is easily 7ft, with long dirty blonde hair, he has a massive body frame. He looks like he has worked out in the g

ERETRIA’S POV Finally I found the power to release myself from that vermin’s body. He had gone so far away from the wolf Kingdom of Alpha Zephyr, by then. The crowd was afraid the alpha would put two and two together and realize he was helping the witch. As much It disgusted me to think I let such a useless oaf help me, I was somewhat glad because his running away have me time to drain his essence and return to my form but that cost his life.

I love you so much Ivar, and there is nothing that you will ever do to make me angry," she said. After some minutes of pure emotional display, we broke off the hug, while wiping our tears and sniffing our noses. I watched my mother go to her room where she brought out a very old-looking native pot. She set it down on a table and opened it. She brought out some black baby hair and a white cloth stained with what I assume is blood. "Ivar, I, your mother today release you from every enchantment, curse, or spell, by my, doing or any other person under the planet or anywhere in the world, be it living or dead, you are free to be who you were born to be. Ivar Owens, first of his kind, First son of

“Yeah, look, Your Highness, I admit I did see Lady Williams buy somethin’ from a witch, and I did tell my friends about it, but it wasn’t poison and I never said it was! That detail must have gotten changed somewhere along the grapevine.” I watch Morris’ face. He’s nervous. But he’s not lying. “Fine. Tell me what you saw.” “Well, I saw Lady Williams coming out of a witch’s cabin in Chinsin with a little bag of somethin’, and I thought it might be useful to know what such a fine lady was doing slummin’ it with witches in Chinsin, so I went to visit the witch right after, and I asked her what Lady Williams bought, but apparently the lady paid the witch enough to buy her silence, too, but you k

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?”

As a result, she was brought to the precipice of death and was forced to resolve to a drastic measure. She sent a strange vibration throughout the earth and shouted, “Ignoto! I release you from your collar! Now come to my aid!” The witch hollered in the muddy grime for help. Just as she spoke these words, a loud rumble came rushing from within the thatched house that she flew out of earlier.