Novel & Cerita Scarlet Witch Prophecy

“Ignatius Saul orchestrated his daughter to be taken using the so-called prophecy as a tool. We cannot use her as bait. This is exactly where he wants her to be.” “But my king, that is even more reason to kill her! She will destroy us all if the prophecy is true.” They were just hungry for blood. Not that I blamed them. I wanted Saul’s beating heart in my hands more than I wanted anything. “Yes, if it is true.” The scriptures were ancient. Who knew how accurate they were? “The unspoiled will bring about the demise of the Lycan and so end all werewolf kind.” Elder Alpha Muller recited the well-known words of the old prophecy in a hushed voice.

I twisted away just in time, the air around me crackling as her spell missed its mark. "I have no quarrel with you," I shouted, forcing calm into my voice. "I'm here for Winter." The witch paused, her expression inscrutable beneath the folds of her cloak. "The little wolf," she murmured, a touch of both contempt and curiosity lacing her words. "You seek one half of a prophecy’s fruition." Her words made no sense to me, yet they rang with an ominous truth. A prophecy? Something bigger was at play than I had imagined. The witch continued her relentless advance, magic seeping from the very pores of her being.

Ginny shook her head violently from side to side, "I said no doctors. No testing on me. We are hear for Tara. And her wolf." "Huh?!" "No fucking way." "Explain, Ginny. Now." I didn't mean to come off as cruel but I needed answers and nedded them the as soon as humanly possible. "Tara, the prophecy, all of that." All eyes and ears were on Ginny but she talked at a snails pace. "yep got that covered, but thanks Ginny." I said submimssively. "No, Alpha." "What did you just call me? Because I can tell you that not one person in my pack says 'no' to me."

At some point the witches must have heard our prophecy and warped it to meet their own ends. She glared at me. “Don’t call me a liar,” she seethed. “Not you,” I said. “At least, not you, specifically. That isn’t a prophecy about witches. One of your lot must have heard it from us and changed the wording.” She rolled her eyes. “That’s ridiculous,” she replied. “We’ve been sharing this prophecy for generations.” “So have we,” I informed her. “Shifters will be the ones to stop the war. I will stop the war.”

She even feel that her heartbeats changed, it's like there's something in the witch that touching her soul. "You need to prevent the prophecy from happening if you ever want to change your destiny," Seila continued, and Cassandra still confuse at the fact that the witch knew her name. "W-What prophecy are you talking about?" Cassandra pulled her hands away from the witch. "The downfall of the Moon Desire Kingdom with its Alpha is soon to come. Blood, and evil will overcome the light. Many wolves will going to die." Cassandra felt her stomach drop upon hearing the prophecy. "That's impossible...there's no way, this is a dream, a nightmare, right?!"

Magic was alive, and I spent every day making sure it stayed balanced. My eyes were fixed on a glass case sitting on the large stone table in front of me. Inside was a three-hundred-year-old scroll written on yellowed parchment. It wasn't written with normal ink. The words were made from old blood magic, glowing red and slowly pulsing whenever something important was about to happen. For three hundred years, the scroll had stayed silent. But an hour ago, the words suddenly lit up, bright enough to shine through the glass. I leaned over the table, placing both hands on the cool stone as I read the prophecy again. It spoke of a woman born with three bloodlines,a wolf, a vampire, and a witch.

"It has been prophesied recently, actually. Where is the prophetess?" A witch covered in white robes appeared. I recognized her as the daughter of the former one. The former must be dead by now. "Speak," Vashti ordered, and she didn't. "The day of blood, fire, and ice. Three children born of the great witch shall bring war, the resurrection of the darkness, the resurrection of the dragon, and the resurrection of the wizards. No one shall be spared unless the mother reaps out the cord. The ground shall turn to blood, and the wind shall scream like tides," the prophetess spoke.

I did. The connection between us was stronger than ever. Which made no sense. Rejection ceremonies were supposed to sever bonds permanently. Unless… My thoughts froze. Unless something had changed. Something powerful enough to rewrite the rules. And suddenly I remembered the witch’s words. Your power is waking. A terrible realization crept into my mind. “What if the prophecy wasn’t about destroying the pack?” I whispered. Four pairs of eyes locked onto me. “What if it’s about destroying something else?” Before anyone could answer

he asked through gritted teeth. "The writing in the prophecy has changed," the first witch said. "And we need you to sacrifice her." Alpha Annik felt like the ground had been pulled from under his feet. "Sacrifice her? What are you talking about?" he asked, his voice rising. He knew the her in question but what about the prophecy? "The prophecy says that if you do not sacrifice Luna Scarlet, you will lose your crown," the second witch said. "We have always told you this, and it has become more vivid that what is coming will overpower you. Easily."

“I heard a rumor that some wolves have been seen going outside of the pack’s territory, in the remnants of the ancient pack that once existed to the south. I thought maybe this could be related to the prophecy.” “What prophecy?” asked Sarah. “There’s a prophecy saying that a darkness will awaken and bring despair to the pack and our family. It is believed that this prophecy could soon come true. So, we are trying to find more information about it before this ‘darkness’ awakens,” told her Zach. Sarah looked worried. “What kind of darkness?” she asks. “No one really knows.” I answered. “Hum that’s too bad,” Sarah starts, “because you see, there is this weird dream that I’ve been having ever si