Wolfoo Witch Novels & Stories

He pulled a small vial out of his pants pocket and handed it to my father. “What is this?” He asked roughly. “It’s some sort of potion that will damage a wolf to the point of its death. If the vial is drank unwillingly, there is some kind of incantation that must be spoke in order for it to be accepted.” “Where did you get this?” My father stood up, his eyes were glowing their golden color that happened when he was emotional, his wolf was right beneath the surface. “Her name was Falon.” He looked at all of us before his eyes landed on my dad again. “She is a witch from the Clover Pack. Alpha Brandon was supporting this.”

I spun just as a hooded figure stepped out from behind a tree, raising a hand glowing with dark purple light. A witch. No—a bound witch, marked with the Crimson Fang symbol burned into their wrist. They were using magic now. My wolf snarled, hackles rising. The witch thrust their hand toward me, unleashing a blast of energy. I dodged, barely, the force cracking the earth beside me. I shifted back to human in a single leap, landing barefoot on the cold ground. “You dare bring magic into my territory?” I spat. The witch smiled faintly. “Alpha Selene. You’re exactly as frightening as the rumors say.”

asks the Alpha, intrigued. The witch confidently explains: "With our combined skills, I can create an illusory spell, an illusion so powerful that it will fool the wolf's senses. I will make him believe that Luna is his true half, at least temporarily. It will be crucial that we act with precision and maintain the illusion long enough for the bond between them to be consolidated." The Alpha assimilates the witch's words, thinking about the implications and emotions this could trigger. Hope and anxiety mix within him, aware that this plan is risky, but necessary to ensure the future of the pack.

“Me too.“ Another rogue replied, rather agreeing to what the rogue had said. “The shit made me go to the toilet multiple times that I almost passed out. What kind of witch makes that terrible concoction? You guys really need to tell Linda that she sucks at mixing these spell drinks.“ “Nah, I'm good. Maybe you should tell her yourself, and let's all see what happens.“ “So she should cast one of her spells on me? No, thank you. Do you know how much I bloody hate witches? My blood boils, and I always have the urge to tear them apart.“ “Relax, Ruger, you can't be serious. If it weren't for this particular witch, we wouldn't have been able to succeed in every plan of ours. The Royal Empire pack m

The instant he felt hands on the young alpha, he lunged at the assailant, swiftly ending the threat. The cloaked man remarked, "It appears you are quite formidable." As Holland continued to fend off the weaker wolves, a sudden awareness struck him, and Holland became dizzy, accompanied by Drew's terrified scream. "He’s using magic; he’s a witch!" they both realized, shocked at the presence of a witch, a being long thought eradicated due to their malevolent actions.

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."

"If she did, she's a real good liar, but I intend to find out. She is keeping a lot of secrets from me. She says she doesn't want me involved for fear I could get hurt." "And you don't believe her?" "I don't know. I do know all of this is tied to her mother somehow, but she won't open up to me, but then again, I have known her less than 48 hours. I have to be patient. She didn't ask for me to come crashing into her life." "I did some research on that as well. And it is possible for a witch to bind her wolf. If he or she doesn't want to be identified, it is how they get in and out of other realms without being detected."

- Well, Leyushka, people also have a Creator. “And they, too, can communicate with their Creator like this?” - Rarely, but yes, they can. But I immediately warn you, in the faith of people, we are strictly forbidden to climb! By the way, this is one of the rules. It is also impossible to show the second hypostasis, only individual people know about us. It is categorically impossible to control people and interfere in their lives! Therefore, in no country will you find a werewolf in power. We can only help people. The severe punishment for any offense on any count is death. And not only to the one who stumbled, but to the whole flock, to the whole clan of the apostate. That's it. And now I sl

"For a witch." "For my mate," Kael said. "The species is irrelevant to the law." "The species," Maren said, and now the pleasantness in her voice had thinned to something underneath it, something cold and very old, "is the entire point of the law, Kael. Ordinance Seventeen exists because wolf witches are a destabilizing force. They can unravel the bonds that hold packs together. They can unmake what the moon built." Her eyes moved to me. Cool and direct and entirely without warmth. "This one tried to sever your bond the moment she met you. You told me as much in your report."