The Hidden Witch Novels & Stories

His gaze seemed to pierce the floor and his thoughts grew more turbulent his mind consumed by the dark implicationof scent theft. Dark arts like this had been purged from Elyria and Nyxoria for centuries, and yet it seemed one had resurfaced. Witches were the only ones who could conjure up such devious and malevolent magic, but they had been eradicated, or so he had been taught. The history books had spoken of their demise, but the evidence before him suggested otherwise, a sinister truth that a witch still walked among them, alive, hidden in the shadows and protected. If anyone was to know about their existence and whereabouts, it would be Ivone's step family, with their tangled web of secr

It was the first time the Alpha king felt a shiver of unease in his friend's presence, and even the queen was on edge. "Bring her in," Darryl commanded. The oak doors opened once more, and Leo, one of his trusted guards, dragged a bound woman inside. With bloodshot eyes, she stared at the royals, her wrists tightly bound. This red-haired woman was the witch who had torn Decanal away from Diana and banished the Red Moon pack to another dimension. Though physically unharmed, a necklace of Hawthorne adorned her neck, causing her pain and restricting her powers. "Well, if we can't find their location, we'll make her tell us. She's the one who hid them and took them to another dimension; she shou

think it’s time to call my father.” He smiled at Lauren. “We’re not too far from the car, and he knows something’s wrong anyway. He woke me up last night—that’s how I knew you were in trouble. He’s not stupid, and he knows a few other witches we can call upon.” BRIAN had been running for several hours or so when he heard them. “I told you he was most likely to send Tag if Toby needed help,” said Asil. “I told you he wouldn’t be such a fool as to come himself.” Brian planted all four feet and slid to a stop. Asil hadn’t spoken loudly, but he’d known Brian would hear him. Which meant it was already too late to escape. Witches could hide in plain sight if they had some sort of hold on you. And

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The elder woman whom I am guessing is a witch, explained that her boss had gone on holiday and that she didn't know when he would be back. "But I can still help you. You want to know the person behind former Alpha Hunter's disappearance right?" "Yes, how did you know?" "A witch never discloses her secrets." She winked while standing up and moving on to a corner where she picked up an orb. She came back onto her seat and started muttering some spells. The orb glowed with red light and pictures flushed inside it. When one looked close he or she could notice the loving couple that were smiling to one another whilst lying on the bed.

He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?" Luke was undeniably striking. At school, he was an iceberg, cold and untouchable. But in private, he was warm and almost clingy. In the past, I'd have melted into his arms, blushing. Now I just stepped back, creating distance. "Didn't you want to keep us hidden?" I muttered. His eyes flickered as he caught the edge of my tone. Still, he pressed on with the question that always lingered. "You know we can't go public."

The volume rose up to a point where Keverow had to slam her gavel down. “Silence! Silence!” She cried. Then she turned to look at Thorne. Her eyes were narrowed. “Do I mean to assume you’re accusing both Smith and the Headmaster, Alpha Blythwitch?” “No,” Thorne said with a shake of his head. “I don’t think the Headmaster would fall under this spell on his own. I think that Smith is a master in seduction and has seduced the Headmaster to fall under her spell.” “Spell?” Keverow snorted. “No sort of spell exists to cause someone to go against their species. I believe you received excellent marks in history. Did you not remember Headmaster Lunerly was one of the wolves who freed us?”

She felt that she had become the weakest and stupidest woman today. How could she not? A hidden marriage that was not recorded by the state clearly made her position even more cornered. What could Feby do? “I'll leave Haikal and Kayla, ma'am. I'm going to the bank first. Maybe there I can find out the number of res or his messenger who can be contacted.” Just as Feby was about to take a step, her mother gently grabbed her arm. Then advised, “Remember, Feb. You have to prepare yourself for the worst.”

Then, just as quickly, it vanished into the forest. Aria sank to her knees, mud clinging to her legs, heart pounding in a rhythm that matched the pulse of her power. She could feel the forest’s gaze upon her, ancient and aware, waiting for her next move. The low growl that echoed through the trees told her she was not alone. Damon’s presence lingered in her mind, the bond burning hotter than ever. She was not ready, not yet—but there was no turning back. Her hidden power had awakened fully, fierce and untamed. The forest held its secrets close, but it had chosen her. She would claim it, control it, and learn the truth of what she was meant to be.

My head snaps up as a thought enters my mind. A witch. A witch would be able to hide the scent of anyone that they please without any trouble. Effectively hiding our mate from us. But that idea only leads to more questions. The biggest one being, why would a witch want to hide Salara’s scent from us? Salara is just an ordinary human. What could a witch possibly want with her? Witch’s are few and far between, so what would bring one to my pack’s borders?