The Witch 2 The Other One Novels & Stories

It was winter period when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, and she had the voice of an angel. Perhaps, I was biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was that she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.

“The way my wolf went still when you touched me. The way he’s been whispering one name since then and the way your magic answered him.” My heart started beating faster, but I kept my eyes on the path ahead. “You said you needed proof,” I reminded him. “I’m getting it.” That was all he said for a while. The trees grew older and taller the farther north we went. The light dimmed even though it was still morning and moss hung thick from branches. Soon, fallen stones started appearing, broken walls, cracked pillars half buried in roots. Witch ruins. Everyone in the pack knew better than to come here alone. The stories said the ground still remembered old blood and old magic.

I asked her and she stopped what she was doing and looked straight at me, like she couldn’t believe what I was saying. “That is an abomination and could never be. No witch would ever breed with a wolf. It is unheard of and against the laws of our species.” The Witch says and Alpha Conner gives out a growl not liking what the Witch just said about his kind. The Witch then looked in his direction and she tilted her head to the side and moved quickly around the table and straight to Alpha Conner. She was merely now standing a foot in front of him and said, “It can’t be. This isn’t good. You have not one but two powers of the moon within you.”

The commander acknowledges the warning, acknowledging the danger that lurks in the presence of this witch. The commander then shares a chilling revelation. He informs Lucien about the witch, who is a powerful and age-old witch, about a thousand years old who has been wreaking havoc by abducting children from within the pack. The witch, despite her outward beauty, possesses supernatural abilities that allow her to subdue and neutralize the inherent powers of werewolves. It is a disheartening realization that their supernatural strengths are rendered useless against this formidable adversary. The commander goes on to explain that only a normal man armed with assault rifles stands a chance agai

The only difference now was, they had a new alpha who everyone claimed was ruthless. Alicia had never felt so pessimistic and scared in her life, the werewolves were so powerful that the number of witches that had gone missing or were found dead was horrible The werewolves fought with their whole life and passion, and so did the witches but as if the werewolves this time were hell-bent to take over the witches,

I nodded in agreement. That night, sleep eluded me as I replayed the events in my mind. I had believed the witch race had been eradicated. Long ago, I had heard that witches were once benevolent, but over time, they turned dark, seeking greater power, often by abducting young werewolf pups for their potent blood. The packs united to confront this common threat, successfully eliminating the witches. Little is known about them now, and if any remain among us, they do so in hiding to avoid detection.

"Agatha, what are you doing here?" He repeated the question of the girl. " Nothing, I got lost". I said the first thing that came to my head. "Really? What did you see?". Before Jackson questioned me, Melvin stepped forward and grabbed my hand, and at that moment, I felt a trigger in my other hand. I may not know anything about Witches, but my dad always tells me that to identify a witch, one of the ways happens to be the spark. "Hey ! You're a wizard, aren't you?".

“Is this what you did to Jarret? You killed his son because you couldn't get him to stop being so clingy.” “Screw you.” She strides past me. “No thank you, I would rather fuck my mate.” I step through the flames towards her. Her eyes widen and her jaw drops. “How…You can’t do that! You are a Wolf.” I glance back at the circle of fire. “Looks like I just did.” She didn’t need to know that I met another Witch on the way up here. Or that the Witch was the reason I could see the castle. She brings her hands up and balls of fire appear.

But the answers he sought remained elusive, veiled in the complexities of ancient texts. As frustration threatened to consume him, a serendipitous discovery illuminated a previously unseen path. In a dusty corner of the library, tucked away in a forgotten tome, Zander stumbled upon an encrypted manuscript—an account of a confrontation between the coven and an ancient pack of werewolves. Zander deciphered the cryptic script, unraveling the secrets of the witch’s origins and her connection to the ongoing conflict. It was revealed that the witch, once human, had been seduced by the dark forces that corrupted her soul. In her quest for power, she had made a pact with malevolent entities, becomin

But I couldn't let their doubts deter me. Pushing open the door, I stepped forward, ready to confront Alpha and challenge his outdated beliefs. My hybrid spirit surged within me, fueling my resolve. "Alpha," I spoke firmly, meeting his gaze unflinchingly, "I know you bear a grudge against witches, but I am not the source of your pain. I am a witch werewolf, yes, but I have never used my magic for dark purposes."