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'Wamlisia,' Kamryn sounded grim and I tensed in my posture. Wamlisia was an elemental witch, one of the two strongest witches to be ever born. She could control almost all known elements and she was also the one who wrote the book of prophecies. The book that now I retained and the world has been looking for it. How my mother came to possess it was something beyond me.

he replied "Is it not supposed to be this way?" I asked with confusion clear in my voice "No, every witch before you only released their aura when it was the normal age for kids to show powers" he said "At five?" I asked, I remember dad said that usually a witch can unlock their powers at the age of five so their parents make sure they are trained and prepared "Yes" he replied "Do you mean I had powers from the day I was born?" I asked "Yes, you did" he replied with a small smile

I groaned as I looked around, trying to determine if I recognized it. Of course, I have no fucking clue where I am. I gripped the handle tighter, taking a defensive stance as a ring of fire surrounded the clearing, trapping me in the middle. “Oh, have I reached the boss level?” I questioned. “SHOW YOURSELF, SHIT WITCH!” I shouted. “That is not my name.” Shit Witch scoffed as the flames parted. “I am Melania, the most powerful witch in the world.” She did a cringy hair flip as she boasted.

Beta Norman shrugged, “would be no use for us. This pack doesn’t use witches except for life and death situations.” “Yes, what was the witch’s name that we used when that little girl Trina got sick? Helena right?” Beta Norman’s face paled. “No, our pack witch is called Jade.” I shrugged, pretending not to care. “Must have heard the name somewhere else then. Maybe Mona mentioned it.” “What did she say?” Beta Norman asked curiously. “Nothing but lies.” I replied and I walked towards the door. “I won’t bother you with her delusional tales of mind control and dark magic.”

Helena felt Allistor walk into the room and close the door behind him but her eyes remained on the group as she waited for a response or a valid reason to explain why they were against her. They were not cowards, each possessing battle scars on both their bodies and minds, but her magic was an impressive force that left mute and paralyzed. The brunette had learned after so long of doing it unconsciously that if she released the right amount of her magic in just the right way, it could make hardened warriors tremble like pups in a dark forest. "You claim she is weak because she has no wolf. That she would taint the Damon bloodline if I were to fully mate and sire a pup with her." He recited,

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.

he asked. Iero froze and his eyes widened. He looked at Jun, stunned. “What – “ he muttered under his breath. “But, how…” he said. “The witch is currently in the West Kingdom, and the witch has no intersection with Hierro before…” he told Jun. Jun’s face is serious. Yes, it is the witch that they would initially suspect of possessing Hierro. After all, the witch has already two records for possession – that is, when she possessed Yuria and Aria. But –

“By asking you, of course, so how do you intend on getting this off? You are serious, aren't you?” She seemed hesitant but told me anyway. She said there was a spell her mother told her was capable of breaking and unbinding anything. This spell, which she sloppily gave me the name, could break the bond bracelet but it needed about sixty witches to work together. Of course, she claimed that she knew who and who to call. I had heard all I needed to hear. If there was a spell that could do the job, I would find it myself. “You know what? I'm fine with the bracelet on my wrist,” I said, standing on my feet. “It has been with me my whole life, I don't want to say goodbye.”

“Good job princess.” I looked around seeing others walking into the woods. One man, a tall slim man dressed all in a black robe was burning something in the fire. The smell seemed to be white. I don’t know why white was the word that first came to me, maybe pure. I looked up at Nikko, “Is he a witch?” Nikko looked down at me, “a warlock maybe. I don’t think he would take kindly to you calling him a witch.” He arched his brow, “why Samantha are you a witch?”

I wished that someday, she could feel the taste of freedom, away from the wrath of the people, away from fear. I promised not to waste this opportunity. I will use this chance to bring back our right to live. To prove that not all witches are wicked, that not all evils are pure evil. If being a queen would give you the power to this land, Ameril must fall for me at all costs.