What are you hiding? Gabrielle is now in front of her while Eve stammers. She quickly bent down and started apologizing. " Forgive me, your Highness; it was merely because of your safety." "My safety? What does my hair comb have to do with me being safe?" Gabrielle's voice was cool as she looked at Eve for answers. "I...I just need your hair for the medication Queen Amaya told me." She quickly said while stammering, still on her knees. Gabrielle then thought for a while before leaving her side. "You could have said that. No need for you to stammer. You can go." Just as Eve's hand was about to twist the doorknob, Gabriel's voice stopped her. "Drop the brush by the table." "Yes, Your Highness." Eve then went out. "Something isn't right. Why were her nails red? She's a white witch, and her fingers have never changed their color from white." She wondered for some minutes before she later concluded she might have painted them. Ava, the youngest witch came out of Eve's roo
"Did you just call me trash?" Monica glared hard and she landed a slap on Chloe's cheek. "Next time, you should mind your business, or else you'll end up just like your parents. We all know you're an orphan, and they must be classless just like you are." She moved forward to Chloe, whose hand was folded into a fist. " Do yourself a favor and stay out of my way." Monica hissed and walked away with her minions. Everyone was looking at Chloe with pity but they all feared Monica. Chloe's eyes weren't watery and her face remained calm like Elise and everyone in the hallway had imagined. She looked at Olive and wiped away her tears "Don't worry, she can't do anything. She's just a girl that loves everything to revolve around her." "Thank you, Chloe" Olive said amid her tears Elise, standing in a corner watching the scene, felt sorry for Chloe. She didn't know she was an orphan. According to Gabrielle, her mom died when she was born, so she doesn't know what she looks like. Thanks to t
Elise had always felt like an outsider in her own life. She had a strange, unexplainable energy building inside her, and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. That night, at the Moonlight Masquerade, Élise wore a stunning red gown and a mask that shimmered like diamonds. She danced and laughed with her friend Sophie, feeling carefree for the first time in weeks. It's also the night the ancient witches choose the heir to the covens and also bestowed the witch the first three wiccan covens. As the night wore on, Elise felt a strange, unsettling energy building inside her. She tried to shake it off, but it only grew stronger. Meanwhile, a mysterious figure stood alone, his eyes scanning the crowd with an intensity that made people shiver. He was searching for something, or someone. I think I've had enough for tonight. Let's get out of here. Elise said looking around her surrounding Elise, what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost. Sophie who was
Elise regained consciousness, she found herself in a cozy, dimly lit room, surrounded by strange artifacts and the soothing scent of herbs. Her aunt, the queen of the witches since there's not yet a leader of the coven ever since Elise mother died. She sat beside her, gently stroking her hair. "Welcome back, dear one," Gabrielle whispered. "You've been through a lot. But you're safe now." She tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over her. Her aunt helped her lie back down, offering her a warm, comforting smile. "What happened?" she asked, trying to piece together the fragmented memories. "You were attacked by a dark entity," her aunt explained. "But don't worry, I've cast protective spells around us. You're safe here." She felt a surge of fear. "What does it want from me?" Her aunt's expression turned serious. "It wants your power, dear one. You have been bestowed a special gift, one that many would love to possess. But don't worry, I'll teach you how to control
Elise laughed as she and Sophie tried on silly hats at the market stall. They had spent the day shopping and gossiping, enjoying each other's company. As they admired their reflections, Elise didn't notice the pair of piercing eyes watching her from across the way. Lucas, the beta, had been tracking Elise for weeks, following the faint hum of magic that only the compass could detect. He had finally found her, and his eyes narrowed as he took in her carefree smile. As Sophie and Elise continued their shopping spree, he kept a safe distance, his eyes never leaving Elise. He waited for the perfect moment to strike. That moment came when Sophie exclaimed, "Oh no, my new dress! It's been stolen!" A thief, conveniently appearing out of nowhere, had snatched the bag from Sophie's hands. In the chaos that followed, Sophie bid Elise farewell, leaving her alone. Lucas saw his chance. He unwrapped a small leaf, filled with a blue powder, and blocked his nose with his shirt. The uncon
Elise's mind raced with thoughts of her coven, her heart aching with worry. What had happened to Sophie? Was she here too? Captured by the werewolves? She threw off the covers and got out of bed, pacing the small room. She needed to escape, immediately. But how? Back at the coven, Sophie lay in the soul bed, surrounded by candles and sacred herbs. The queen sat beside her, holding her hand. "Sophie, my dear, please wake up," she whispered. "We need you now more than ever." Ariana, the wise witch, entered the room. "Your Majesty, we've tried every spell, every potion. Sophie's magic is still recovering." The queen's face twisted in distress. "And Elise? We still have no idea where she is or what Deuce plans to do with her." The coven gathered around, discussing possible rescue plans. But every idea seemed to end in a dead-end. "We can't just barge in," one witch said. "The werewolves will be ready for us." "We need a stealthy approach," another suggested. "But how do
The coven's garden, bathed in soft moonlight, brought no peace to the Queen. She paced among the silver-petaled flowers, her mind consumed by Elise. "Three nights." She thought. Deuce's grip on Elise tightened with each passing hour. The Queen's thoughts churned with dark possibilities. Deuce's ultimate goal is harnessing Elise's Lunar power. A threat to werewolves everywhere. The Queen's hands clenched, her nails digging into her palms. She should have protected Elise better. A soft rustle announced Aunt Eve's approach. "Your Majesty," Aunt Eve said, her voice laced with concern. The Queen turned, her eyes searching. "Sophie?" Aunt Eve's expression was grim. "No change. Still recovering." The Queen's worry deepened. Time was running out. The Queen's gaze returned to the moon. The Queen closed her eyes, focusing her energy. She reached out with her mind, calling to Elise. A silent plea, infused with her deepest magic. "Elise... answer me." The
One of her powers was activated. She walks forward, her golden hair shining brightly, touching a little bird statue placed on a table and bringing it to life. Deuce sits on the floor, the blood dripping badly on his head soaked his clothes. "Her hair can do that" he muttered. Just as Elise was about to get to him, her energy drained out. She slumped down, her hair stopped shining, and a clear blue light took the room. Deuce went to her side holding his head with a hand. He bent down and saw a blue blood drop from her mouth and disappear. He stood up and went to the door but turned back and carried her back to the bed. He lays her gently on it, his hands brushing past her golden hair. He couldn't stop himself from staring deeply at Elise's sleepy eyes. Lucas suddenly barges in with some omegas alongside Bruno. "I heard a loud noise coming from this room and tried opening the door but found it locked, are you okay, Alpha? Deuce quickly averted his gaze on Elise and shift
"Did you just call me trash?" Monica glared hard and she landed a slap on Chloe's cheek. "Next time, you should mind your business, or else you'll end up just like your parents. We all know you're an orphan, and they must be classless just like you are." She moved forward to Chloe, whose hand was folded into a fist. " Do yourself a favor and stay out of my way." Monica hissed and walked away with her minions. Everyone was looking at Chloe with pity but they all feared Monica. Chloe's eyes weren't watery and her face remained calm like Elise and everyone in the hallway had imagined. She looked at Olive and wiped away her tears "Don't worry, she can't do anything. She's just a girl that loves everything to revolve around her." "Thank you, Chloe" Olive said amid her tears Elise, standing in a corner watching the scene, felt sorry for Chloe. She didn't know she was an orphan. According to Gabrielle, her mom died when she was born, so she doesn't know what she looks like. Thanks to t
What are you hiding? Gabrielle is now in front of her while Eve stammers. She quickly bent down and started apologizing. " Forgive me, your Highness; it was merely because of your safety." "My safety? What does my hair comb have to do with me being safe?" Gabrielle's voice was cool as she looked at Eve for answers. "I...I just need your hair for the medication Queen Amaya told me." She quickly said while stammering, still on her knees. Gabrielle then thought for a while before leaving her side. "You could have said that. No need for you to stammer. You can go." Just as Eve's hand was about to twist the doorknob, Gabriel's voice stopped her. "Drop the brush by the table." "Yes, Your Highness." Eve then went out. "Something isn't right. Why were her nails red? She's a white witch, and her fingers have never changed their color from white." She wondered for some minutes before she later concluded she might have painted them. Ava, the youngest witch came out of Eve's roo
"Don't leave me, I need you," Elise mumbled in her sleep and held Deuce's leg tight. He rolled his eyes and picked her up. As he lay her on the bed, her gown lifted, and her thighs revealed. He quickly turned his head around and pulled the duvet on her without looking. Elise then hummed in her sleep and shifted on the bed. Deuce looked at her again. Her hair was messy as she had let it down, and it made it difficult to see her face. "It's a pity you have to die." He stuck her hair behind her ear, and when Elise turned in his direction, he felt his heart stop for a minute. "She looks more beautiful when she's asleep." He returned to moving her hair from her face. Suddenly, Elise held his hands and snuggled it. He quickly withdrew his hands and stood up from the edge of the bed. "I should go to bed." "Yes, I should." He took a pillow and walked to the couch to sleep. In the Ravian coven, Gabrielle kept thinking about the spy amidst them. Who could it be, and since when has th
Deuce chuckled slightly. "Is this about your childhood doll, Anna, or the way he looks at you?" Chloe shot a dead glare towards him, and Deuce raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, I'll tell him to show you affection." He smirked Chloe stood up from the lying position on the couch "Say that again, and the rule of not killing one's blood will be broken." Deuce slowly looks away from her. Chloe is kind and sweet, but deadly traits live in her. The traits live in both of them and no doubt they inherit it from their late mom. Chloe hissed and got back to lying on the couch. Bruno was stopped by Lucas as he wanted to enter Deuce's office. "He's in with someone else." Lucas was angry, and his voice didn't hide it. "Who?" Bruno was curious about who the visitor was and that Lucas was considered a third party. When he saw Lucas didn't reply to him, he sighed and stood beside him. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Lucas. He collected it without
"Oh, coven, just end me instead." She dipped herself into the tub further, hiding from him. Deuce only came to take something and head back outside without acknowledging her. "Did he see me? I hope he doesn't; why can't a girl have her privacy?" Elise sighed and quickly got out of the tub nakedly. She used her hands to shield her breast as she went towards the towel hanger beside a safe and quickly wrapped it around her wet body. "Who keeps a safe inside the bathroom? Everything about that wolf is strange." After some minutes, she was dressed in the green flowing corset gown brought earlier by Chloe. Her knee-length hair was packed into a bun and held in place with pins. She takes a look at herself in the mirror beside the bookshelf," If I ever get out of this place, I'm taking this dress with me. Take a look at this part, Sophi.." She looked around, realizing she was alone in this dangerous den. She sighed heavily and a bird flew in through the window, landing right on her
Deuce smirked as he watched the expression on Elise's face. He went ahead to remove his belt and Elise quickly shut her eyes close. He lean forward, feeling her body tense up a little bit as his breaths blow into her ear. Deuce chuckled slightly and headed to his closet. After hearing a door sound, Elise opened her eyes slowly and sighed gently:" That wolf is something else." She thought about the dirty words he whispered into her ear and scoffed, "It's always the short lengths that brag." Deuce came out an hour later in a black baggy trousers and a black top. His hair was wet as a result of the shower he had. He didn't utter a word as he walked to his bed, ignoring Elise, who was still standing where he left her. Elise also didn't say a word; she just bent down and rested her back on the wall, hiding the book behind her, and dozed off minutes later. Chloe was in the room assigned to her and three others werewolves. She was on her bed, embroidering a cloth as she always does w
In a cave deep into the mountains, Lena bowed down to an unknown figure whose black hair was the only thing visible. "Your Highness" "Report" "I wasn't able to see her as she was kept in a room, but I learned her powers are awakening." Lena's head was still bowed down while she talked. Suddenly, a light came on at the snapping of a finger. A lady whose hair reaches her knee walks to a throne in the middle of the room: "Her powers are awakening, that's good. Everything is coming to plan." Her silent chuckle filled the room. "I think we should attach now, your Highness." "No, no, no. I can't just go and see them unprepared. There are my sisters and it's been years. Her gaze changed into a cold one." Years ago, my throne was given to my younger sister. I was embarrassed, and every other witch had no respect for me. Now that Ella is out of the way and my dear sister lost her powers, I should start preparing to visit them." Her face was plastered with an evil grin throughout
Deuce came out of his room minutes after Elise left. Lucas standing by the door waiting for him, both headed to the basement, other werewolves greeting him as he walks by. The guards opened a door that led to the torture rooms. He stooped at the door; silence in the air was soon interrupted by a voice in pain. He walked in with a hand in his pocket, his sleeves rolled up and his pierced lip added to his dangerous look. The men torturing Ethan stopped at the sight of Deuce "Alpha," They bowed slightly and moved away from Ethan. Deuce didn't utter a word; he just walked over to Ethan, who was now armless. His clothes were soaked with blood, and a whip made with thorns was used to beat him. "I'm quite disappointed in you, Ethan. You have such a long leg, and yet my men were able to catch up with you. Now I'm feeling embarrassed at my tallness." Deuce's voice was full of sarcasm as he walked around Ethan tied to a chair. Ethan's voice was shaking. "Forgive me, Alpha...I did not mean
Deuce was amazed at what the omegas did with her hair. The golden color fits her perfectly, and her eyes seem to have something on them. He walks forward to her, not taking his eyes off her. He could bear her breaths, their body only an inch away from each other. Elise moves away from him, and he moves forward to her, not breaking his gaze on her. Suddenly, Elise stepped on her gown and almost fell when Deuce quickly grabbed her by the waist and turned her around, both of them lost in each other eyes. After what felt like centuries, Deuce assisted her in getting back on her feet Elise looked away from him, her being the first to break the gaze, "Thank you." She muttered Deuce didn't say a word and went back into his closet to get some clothes on. Elise fanned her face with her hands and released the breath she's been holding back since, "Get yourself together, Elise. He kidnaps you to kill you, and now you're admiring his packs? You're unbelievable." Elise flickered her fore