The Witch 2 The Other One Novels & Stories

I know it had something to do with Cole. “That’s it,” I say. Jane and Austin stop and look at me. “I need you two to back off for a second I am going to try something.” I tell them. They continue walking after exchanging glances. I sit on the floor of the woods. I try to concentrate and clear my mind. I think of a light. Suddenly I feel a presence. I stand up to see a woman. “Witch working with wolves huh?” she asks. She tries to start her spell, but I am too fast. I look at her fire, I think. She starts to scream and hold her head. Austin and Jane run over. “Alpha is on his way,” Austin says.

"It's your promise, Sevina... You must never break it." The words from the late Queen hovered in her head as Queen Sevina mused about her decisions. She had given her word to the previous King and Queen and it was a rule among the witches to always live up to their promise. If she did one thing that would betray them, she would lose her immortality and her freedom... she would be sent back to Mysticia and will no longer be given the chance to see the humans again. It was one thing she didn't want to ever happen, and that was why she took the risk and agreed to everything.

Destiny works in strange ways, the witches and the wolves have been enemies for a long time, neither cross each other's boundaries and it is highly forbidden to ever mate with each other. Over the years, witches have been mated to wolves, but once the council finds out, they cast a spell to sever the bond immediately. The spell works, but the victim's life changes completely and he or she becomes an outcast, the spell also weakens his or her original powers causing such a person to become weak.

Women were prohibited in Sehran at this hour but as the lady in his carriage demanded to meet master Xavier at any cost, the carriage man could not let her down at that. He was blinded by his greed too. "That's an early statement but I can still ensure your well-being!" Princess Rosemary who had her one leg upon the another while sitting charming inside the carriage spoke, she looked at the scenery of the church sliding the curtains a little as the man tensed up after hearing her voice again. The fact that every time she spoke, the carriage man always got weird chills down his spine... she always sounded so mysterious and rare. Maybe the carriage man was just too scared because she introduce

he said, his voice revealing the frustration and anger he felt within. “Nope, I came from the pack too. However I am a witch, I can do magic.” I wove my fingers in the air for effect. “You must be kidding me.” his eyes squinted as he spoke. Czar knew werewolves could scent a witch but nothing about her showed she might be one. However he decided to be careful around her, she might truly be a witch or perhaps lost her mind. He remembered the enchantress's warning and tried to gauge her if she was a threat or merely a wannabe witch.

She moved to the left. The first witch moved to the right, with a quick movement of the hand, she casted an incantation. The woman countered, almost simultaneously, casted her own incantation. Both of them flew to the opposite side of the room. The woman was the first to get up: "Who's next?" "I am," the second witch said. She was faster than her friend. Her eyes looked in every direction. The stuff that was on the top shelf, started flying across the room.

“What did this girl do to you? Did she bewitch you or something?” I gave him a flat look that said exactly how little I thought of that theory, and he held up a hand. “Don’t look at me like that. You’re a goddamn werewolf. Something that isn’t supposed to exist outside movies. If you can be a wolf, who’s to say she can’t be a witch? Stranger things have already happened.” “She’s not a witch,” I said, sharper than I meant to. “She’s just...” I didn’t know what she was.

one witch said. The other witch nodded her head and her hand waved in the air, but nothing happened. She gasped and tried something else, but there was nothing once again. “I TOLD YOU THAT THIS WOULD LEAD TO DOOM! You better pray that my magic returns or else I will snap your neck myself,” the other witch said. I bit my lip to hold my laughter inside. Little Lilac’s involvement worked perfectly.

"This has got to be the one T-bone was talking about before we shot him... At least we got a name." Keegs lit up his phone and began thumbing through the screen. "Got it. Lasses Birgitta. A Swedish Witch that, apparently, tried to raise the dead in a churchyard by using the stole of a priest. She confessed that she sold her soul to the devil, renounced God and was beheaded. Sounds just like the woman you want to bring home to Mom... Well, I would anyway," Keegs grinned.

she finally said something that would create a breakthrough for us. “A witch has to be there to perform the ritual, especially one as powerful as giving werewolves those kinds of powers. So if you’re looking for anyone, look for packs that have witches living among the members,” she said. I turned to Darius as if silently asking him to think of all the packs with witches living among the pack members, and his eyes lit up. “There are only two packs I know that have witches living among them. Silversnow pack and Moonblood pack,” he said.