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Rex said, lowering his head, the words Buckins used cut a little deeper than expected, he had started to become a little spoilt, throwing the royalty word around a bit lately to get his own way. “Very good, the shelves are that way” Buckins said, his mood lifting a little at Rex’s words, bouncing off with a quiet whistle to fetch the books he needed for Rex’s lesson. Huffing a little, Rex gripped his duster and made for the rows he was instructed to dust off, after ten minutes, the task had already become mind-numbing, so to make it easier for him to complete the task, Rex started looking at the book covers he was cleaning. Some titles seemed interesting to him, like ‘How to kill and skin a

Magic they feared. I run my fingers across the cracked spines until I find what I’m looking for: Ancient Witchcraft of the Forgotten Era. Bound in deep green leather, barely holding together. The writing on the cover is almost worn off. I carry it to one of the heavy tables near the back and sit. The pages whisper as I turn them, the old ink uneven, some parts blurred by time or water damage. Spells of healing. Curses of madness. Rituals of possession. Nothing I haven’t seen before—

Her hand touched a small box with an unusual symbol on it that seemed to glow like the sun. She pulled open the lid and picked up the book inside to see it. She read its name under her breath, "Exorcism: Eldritch Werewolves." Her eyes widened when she found out it was a witchcraft book about werewolves. The words "magic" and "witches" didn't sound right in her mind, and she didn't want to believe the things she was reading, but somehow she did. She put the book back into the box and saw the ashes that scattered nearby. From among the ashes, she saw a half-burnt picture of Emily and the scarf she had given her on her last birthday. It brought tears to Esen's eyes.

A murder case that has to be traced to not the wizard but the witches of the West who are known to be the good witches. What could have the king done? The story remained to lie in the big book that only the doctor himself could read and assimilate its writings. Billy feared if he unfolds the untold he stands a chance of tearing down the heart of the wolf prince, and that Warrd could grow wild to avenge the death of his father and must die and wither in line of the big book of the Witches which Billy himself had kept under his custody. If the truth is told, we can grow they said but not this time, the truth here stands to put things in danger, a rebirth of the war that took place between the

when he stopped and wiped his tears away he looked at me "My dear no magic, manifest or herbal is used anywhere in the world without my knowledge, the witches were suddenly cloaking their little coven to all but humans and were using herbs to lock someone's gifts of course I had to see why, imagine my shock to see that the wolf kings daughter was hiding a small child that was both wolf and vampire." He stands walking to his book shelf and pulling out a very large book. When he opened it he looked at it funny then began to pat his chest and look in drawers. "ehem" I fake cleared my throat "on your head?" he reached up and pulled a pair of bifocals from his hair,

She raises her hand high to the sky and a black dust hurl in circles in her hand, materializing into a large book with covers made of skin and leather. “What is it?” I asked. “My book,” the White Witch answered plainly. “It gave me some insights on what sort of magic we are dealing with.” The White Witch wondered off into the forest again, reading. “Where do you think she is off to now?” Conrad asked. “I don’t know,” I replied. It was getting cold but cold was nothing to wolves especially under the full moon. “What do you think she mean by ‘intriguing and shocking at the same time’?” I asked Conrad.

I whisper, unsure if she can hear me in her unconscious state. I take the book from her arms and open it. I skim through it, anger boiling in me as I read it’s entries. This is why Alpha Jake wanted the book. He wants that potion, meaning he is working with dark witches. I turn to the back of the book and find there are some pages stuck together. I carefully pull them apart and my eyes widen with surprise.

"A truth you have been hiding from. A truth about your nature, your power, your destiny." "But I don't know what truth that would be," I said helplessly. "I have accepted that I am a witch. That I have my mother's blood magic abilities. That I died and came back. What truth am I missing?" Beatrice stood and moved to one of the bookshelves. She ran her fingers along the books until she found what she was looking for, a slim volume bound in white leather. The same book I had tried to read before, the one with blank pages.

~EPIOLGY~ I hope you all have enjoyed reading The Alphas Witch. This is the first book in the series 'The Alphas'. I hope you will all join me in the next adventure,'The Alphas Secret Luna', where the 3rd generation of magic, William Harris, will take over the New Moon Rising pack and Harris Enterprises. While learning to control his powers and figure out how to capture his reluctant Luna's heart. Of course, we will not forget about our original cast of characters. They will need to help and guide William along his journey and put an end to the black market selling of pups. I looked forward to creating another world for you all to explore. Thank you all so much for your support and follows!

"Anything about the bodies. The draining. The empty wolves." "That's very specific." "The killer is specific." She pulled a book from the shelf and opened it and the pages were yellow and the ink was faded and the binding was cracked. She held it up to the candlelight and squinted at the words. "Blood rites," she read. "The art of draining life force for power." "That sounds promising." "It sounds terrifying." She sat on the floor and crossed her legs and Ember curled in her lap. I sat across from her and watched her read. Her brow furrowed and her lips moved silently and her fingers traced the lines of text.