Witch Meeting Novels & Stories

“Do you want to meet Allison or Meagan Swift?” Alpha Carl Damien furrowed his eyebrows at the sudden question. He pondered on it as the cellphone slipped from his hand to the table. Allison the witch of Maridom and Meagan Swift are both trapped in the same body but they have different personalities. The alpha got lost in thought trying to find the right answer as he bantered internally with his wolf until they both reached a conclusion. And they both hope for good results to come from the bold and courageous step that they are about to take this time.

Secretly, I couldn't wait to see the wolves they would transform into. Beta Suarez pairs us with identical twin wolves who introduce themselves as Jake and Josh. They both don't talk much, seemingly relying on their mindlink to communicate with each other - verbal speech taking a back seat in their interactions. They both start stripping as we're given the route we are to patrol, shifting in a blink of an eye. There's no time for me to shift in private, the other teams already heading out. Putting my embarrassment aside, I turn my back on Kane and strip, shifting as soon as my clothes hit the floor.

The four of us holding the she-wolves run up the stairs, only letting the she-wolves down when we reach the top stair, as we wouldn’t fit into the door without some awkward and time-costly maneuvering. I grab Naomi’s hand and help pull her into the plane. “Deke! Get ready!” Liam shouts. “On it!” Deke shouts back. I look down to see Devin and Arya circle around the second witch. She looks petrified, as if this wasn’t something that she was prepared for. Suddenly, Devin, who is behind her, moves up and stabs the witch in the back. She screams, falling to her knees. Then she does that crazy light thing that the witch did before, signaling the other witches.

) Kael struggled not to laugh, and began to laugh silently to himself. "Don't laugh, I'm serious. We're in the middle of a forest. It's pitch dark everywhere. There's a blood moon above our heads. Standing beside us is a witch from a protective bloodline and a guardian alpha. And in a moment, inside a circle, with the light of the blood moon shining down on us, we're going to vow to each other in sickness and in health, till death do us part," she whispered. Kael could no longer hold it in, and began to laugh, shaking his head.

-Megan said quickly before her brain failed her again. - I see. - Katherine replied slowly. Megan glanced at her suspiciously. It did not sound too optimistic. Did this Alpha change her mind? If she did, it was probably after the show Megan just gave. The witch remained silent, but inside, her nervousness was knotting her stomach. Why was she so stressed? Agreeing to this alliance was not even her idea. She thought about the talk all the witches had back in the cell. They used secret sign language in case someone wanted to eavesdrop.

"Like a hybrid?" "Yes but they are more powerful than that. Hybrids don't have the same powers as a zeromie. They are extremely rare. A zeremonie is something you can call a chosen one. They are required for the witches' ritual exercise, a ceremony that occurs every fifty years. The last time this ritual was performed, a war erupted between the witches and the werewolves. It caused a conflict that left scars that still linger to this day. It's the reason animal shifters don't trust each other anymore." I listened intently to the words he said, nodding in understanding. I tried my best to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

i look back at her and say "we would love to join you for your 16th birthday... are you going to celabrate your first shift as well?" "what do you mean?" i look at her puzzled "in my pack, when someon turns 16 they have a birthday party and then when the moon is at its apex we all head out to a clearing in the woods and we shift together" "i dont think anyone in my pack has ever done that. it sounds every interesting ill have to think about it" she says as she turns to walk back to her table. she sits slowly down in her spot next to katie.

Witch blood. I sprint towards a hut, and I burst through the door. Inside, a coven of male witches stands, their eyes glowing with power. They shout incantations, and a barrage of elemental magic hits me. A blast of wind whips my fur, and fire engulfs my skin. I feel the earth beneath me shift, and I can taste the sour tang of acid in the air. But I'm a werewolf, a creature of magic. I absorb the energy, and my strength increases tenfold. The witches and I engage in a fierce battle. I leap over a jet of flame, and I land with a thunderous crash. The ground shakes, and the hut shakes with the force of my impact. I knock two of the witches off their feet, and I charge at another. He attempts t

I asked, glancing between them. Heather hesitated for a second. Imogen didn’t. “The Changing Ceremony,” she said plainly, not even looking at me. I frowned slightly. “What’s that?” That got her attention. Imogen finally turned, studying me like she was trying to decide whether I was serious or not. “You really don’t know?” she asked. I shook my head. She huffed quietly, wiping her hands before leaning back against the counter. “It’s where all the sixteen-year-olds shift for the first time,” she explained. “Full moon. In front of the entire pack.”

He also saw how attached his wife was to the boy and he would be the last person to reap her heart apart by taking the child away from her. A week later, after Balthazar and Phoebe had taken out time to mourn Julia, he called a meeting for his council members, the sorceress, and elders. Demetrius had still not returned from his trip in search of the rogue wolves as he claimed, so the meeting was held without him. The date for the camp purification was set up and the pack's sorceress gave her approval and a list of items needed for the purification. “What do you need the blood of humans for?” Balthazar asked as he read the list she gave him.