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The peculiar ring on the witches hand glowed, exuding some sort of green light. “ The question isn’t who I am? It is what I’m going to do with you now that I’ve finally got you. This time, I won’t let you escape for sure.” =========== Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Alpha Lucious His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

Alpha Lake and Andrew followed his finger and looked up, seeing the shimmering ethereal veil that undulated with a soft, blue-purple glow "What is that?" Alpha Sebastian asked, feeling like the foggy tendrils in the sky were reaching down to touch him. "It's a protection spell, Alpha," they heard a voice behind them. Alpha Lake turned to see a short girl with short blonde hair; her white flowing pants and top made him recognize her immediately. "You're a white witch," He wasn't asking. The girl nodded. "Yes, Alpha. My name is Green," Green bowed her head to him. Alpha Sebastian suddenly chuckled, "Should have been White," He commented, chuckling at her name.

Merlin pushed one arm forward, her palm facing out, sending a rush of wind towards the other witch causing her to stagger backwards before she quickly regained her footing. "You disappoint me Merlin, I was expecting a fight", she sneered, walking towards Merlin as she raised her hand again and clenched her fist. Merlin, who had managed to get to her feet, held out both hands, pushing out with her palms as another gust of wind, shrieked down between the bookshelves, lifting the dark witch into the air and hurling her backwards into the far wall. Merlin’s eyes seemed to glow a fluorescent green as tiny green flames danced and flickered in their emerald depths.

I couldn’t scream. “I’m sorry,” Mera whimpered inside me. “I have failed to do my job. I have failed to protect you.” One of the witches stepped forward, her fingers glowing strangely with sickly green energy. “I’ll rip it from you,” she sneered coldly. “Even if it hasn’t formed yet.” Just when I thought it was over. Just when I was beginning to think I had failed Lucian and was unable to protect myself and his child. I saw a flash of silver.

“No matter what you do, don't let my brother find out what happened between us. I will never forgive you in the same way that I did the rest of you.” “Remember that I am not the same person I was when you gang raped me. I am Violet now, the woman you bow to, the woman capable of resurrecting you, the white witch, as they call me. But let me assure you, they may call me the white witch, but I'm not that kind, so don't get on my nerves.”

Humans might not possess magic, but they don’t carry a curse either. What is Princess Avalea doing here? Most Venusian Witches wouldn’t even be caught dead in this hut. At that, my heart skips several beats. What if she is dead? My hands and feet go cold as I inch forward until I’m touching the edge of the pallet. I bend over close to her face to check if she’s breathing. And that’s when she turns around and opens her eyes. Her eyes, the color of spun gold, are wide and filled with terror. Her mouth opens into a silent scream as she scoots away from me until her back hits the wall.

She couldn’t move it. The witch walked toward Lena. Kaden threw himself between them. “You’ll have to go through me.” The witch smiled. “Gladly.” She raised her hand, and green fire erupted from her palm. Not the golden light Kael used. This was sick and wrong, smelling of rot and old blood. Kaden dodged left. The fire missed him by inches, scorching the wall behind him. He closed the distance, swinging his sword. The witch blocked it with a gesture, invisible force stopping the blade mid-swing.

Crescent wolves rallied. For a moment, victory felt possible. But the enemy wasn’t finished. From the tree line opposite, a figure stepped forward—a woman cloaked in crimson, eyes glinting unnatural green. She raised both hands, and the air itself seemed to twist. Wolves screamed as their limbs locked, some collapsing mid-run. Mercenaries surged forward with mechanical precision, cutting down those immobilized. “The witch,” Evandra whispered, her stomach clenching, pointing toward her. “Balor—there.”

“The... Resonance?“ I echoed confused. She nodded, stepping closer, not too close but enough to smell the earthy fragrance on her, like rain soaked earth and crushed herbs. “The pan recognized your blood, witch blood.... “ she smiled, “.... I'm a witch too” I didn't know when I let out a tensed breath I was holding as the tight coil in my chest loosened. “I'm Maria Blake... “ she said, “... A green witch” “Green?..“ I asked, hearing that for the first time. “Forest magic... ” she explained simply, “... Growth, roots, old things that refused to die” “Oh... Uh.. I'm Lyra” I said after a moment. Her smile widened slightly, “Lyra, what brings you to Transylvania?“

He threw another question back to me, and I responded, " No, sir " "Wow? So you cannot tell, whether you're a blood witch or an earth witch or a portion witch?". The look on his face became disappointing. It seemed he wasn't willing to teach me from the very start of every witch academy. "Fuck.... Lesson number one, Agatha ". He crossed his legs after asking me to bring out a book and a biro. I followed every of Mr Franks instructions and the for today's lesson? He wants me to elevate a flower pot from the ground using my mind.