Witch's Daughter Novels & Stories

He retired a year ago from being an Alpha, passing the pack over to our son, Evan when he turned eighteen. It turns out that allowing the witches into the packs was a good idea because our son’s mate and the pack’s current Luna is a witch. Well, technically, she’s a wolf/witch hybrid. She’s Avery and Lachlan’s daughter. Avery being one of the witches that Maeve and Xander brought in for protection early on. She took a leading role in helping us evaluate the witches that we brought into the packs, so Evan and her daughter mostly grew up together. I think they were both secretly pleased when they realized that they were mates. “DADDY!” my girls say, rushing into their father’s arms. It’s so mu

She says before stopping and making sure we had no questions before she continued. "When she was three months old, she was taken by one of my own people. Somehow word had gotten out that she was the first of her kind, and Alpha Douglas wanted her power for himself. The witch that betrayed her own people and Goddes Nyx was paid off by Alpha Douglas to take my daughter and deliver her to him. Thankfully she did have a change of heart. Knowing she was part werewolf, she took her to a wolf pack. Unfortunately, she had placed a spell on my daughter that would cloke her from our locating spell and another spell that would bind her wolf and create a fake mate bond before the witch responsible for t

“It seems that’s all everyone talks about—but I don’t think any of you actually care about the greater good. You care about yourselves. Your own twisted interests.” “Perhaps,” the witch purred, taking another sip of her tea. “The line between the two often blurs.” I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions within me. “And if I refuse?” I asked. The witch sighed, her gaze drifting to the flickering candles. “Then you’ll continue living half a life, always wondering what could have been. And as for your daughter, her powers will remain dormant, never reaching their full potential. She’ll grow to resent you, just as you resent your father now for putting that spell on you to beg

“My father, Mark, he’s a wolf and Sam’s dad. And my mother, she’s a witch, Ava.” “Wait, you’re an alpha’s daughter? And Ava, the witch that made a whole city disappear, she’s your mother?” “It wasn’t a whole city, but yes.” Still smiling she started toward the cabin. “That’s, something,” Tris said at a lack of words. She stopped at the bottom of the steps, Mya stood and she now had to crane her neck to meet Mya’s eyes. There was anger, confusion, and a storm of emotion, in the eyes that looked down at her. “Hey.”

I regained control of my thoughts again struggling to understand what she was saying. "But Kiara is the daughter of the Alpha King." I said. The Supreme Witch was still looking at the dead inactivated circle that I had just noticed had some blood at the perimeter. Astrid's blood, my nose confirmed. "Astrid was able to cross through with her blood alone. She is the true daughter of the Alpha King." The witch said finally. I could sense no lies in her words making me think about all that had happened thus far. I thought of all the reluctance she had shown in coming here. The way she had stiffened when Alpha Finn had told me about the Alpha King. I thought of her inexplicable Alpha scent for an

She made a complete circle, and then with a spryness and strength that belied her age, she fell to the ground and slammed the dagger into the ground. The air bristled with energy. Aster could feel it reaching through time. Every hair stood on end, and she shivered involuntarily. “Bring forth the virgin,” the witch hollered. The leader grabbed his daughter, a young girl of no more than fourteen, by the arm and dragged her to the witch. “Father. Please,” the girl begged. “I’m sorry child,” he said and stepped out of the circle without looking back. “Ass,” Aster said. “Yes,” Rowan agreed.

I saw a figure running to the gate and then it disappeared, literally passed through the gate. Could witches do that? There was no time to think. I had to act fast. “Willow. What’s going on? Where are you rushing off to?” I turned to see Lucas walking to me I pointed at the gate “Winnie. She ran away. We need to find her” He looked genuinely confused. “Who is Winnie?” “The Wizard king’s ten year old daughter” He recaliberated quickly. “She’s a witch, she could be anywhere” He was right. But I knew Winnie a little. Where could she be? It hit me. “She likes attention. I think I know where she went”

She uttered a hiss and pulled her hand back. “It is interesting,” she mused. “Look at that…. Runes. Yes, yes. A curse but not… no, a binding. She bound your spirit to hers. Who is this witch?” Witch? “She’s no witch. She is… was the wolf hunter’s daughter. The one the prophecy foretold would end the reign of the Lycan.” The witch cupped my face in her hands, dark eyes searching my own. “Well, I don’t think she knows what she is then. Or someone put a curse on her.”

As she is walking, the witches get quiet as she passes them. When she gets to the front of the room, she speaks, “I found this baby in the forest less than one hour ago. She was just born less than two hours ago, because her umbilical cord was still attached and warm. I can tell you, that she is going to be one of these most powerful witches in history. I can also tell you that her biological mother is Dahlia.” There was an audible gasp and murmuring until Queen Winnie held up her hand for silence, then continued, “She can not be returned to Dahlia, no matter the consequences. She will be raised as my child, and as a white witch. Under no circumstances is this information to leave our coven.

They fell into place. “She is a princess.” “Who?” “The witch. She is the middle daughter of the King of the kingdom helping us.” “What!? How do you know that?” “She disappeared years ago. In the history book it mentions how they searched but she wasn’t’ found and that was that. It was right in front of me all this time.” “What do you mean?” “What kind of parents don’t keep searching and searching for their kid? What kind of parents stop after a few weeks and just say, it is what it is?”