Power Surge

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 it, how to protect yourself."

She raised her eyes in confusion. Gabrielle then nodded, Yes you were chosen as the new Wiccan. I expected it since your mother was our Wiccan before she died. She added with a tone of sadness

Elise determination suddenly rised within her. "I'm ready. I want to learn."

Her aunt smiled, a hint of pride in her eyes. "I knew you were strong, dear one. Together, we'll unlock your true potential.

Her aunt nodded, her eyes filled with warmth. "Rest now, dear one. You've been through a lot. Sophia is in your room, waiting for you. She's brought some of the other witches to help you recover."

She nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. Sophia, her best friend and confidant, was always there for her.

As her aunt helped her settle into bed, she couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead. What did it mean to have this power inside her? And what did the dark entity want from her?

But for now, she was safe. Sophia and Gabrielle are here to protect her.

She closed her eyes, feeling a sense of gratitude towards her aunt and friends. She knew she wasn't alone in this journey.

As she drifted off to sleep, she could hear the soft hum of whispers and the gentle rustling of robes outside her room. The witches were gathering, preparing to defend her against the darkness that lurked beyond.

Deuce's eyes narrowed as he thought about Luca's words. "Lunar magic... it's not like anything we've seen before. It's raw, unpredictable."

Deuce's mind flashed back to his childhood, when he was just a cub. The witches had attacked his pack, killing his parents and leaving him with a deep-seated hatred for their kind. He had grown up with a burning desire for revenge, and had killed many witches over the years.

The centuries-old feud between the werewolves and witches was well-known, with both sides committing atrocities against each other. His hatred for witches only intensified as he thought about Elise, a powerful witch who was now a potential threat to his pack. He couldn't let his guard down, not even for a moment.

His jaw clenched in anger, he made a silent vow to himself: he would stop at nothing to eliminate Elise and any other witch who dared to threaten his pack's safety. The witches had taken everything from him, and now it was time for him to take revenge.

At the witches coven......

Elise woke up with a start, her head throbbing in sync with the loud bells ringing in her ears. She groaned loudly, covering her ears with her hands.

"Sophia, what's going on?" she mumbled, her voice husky with sleep.

Sophia burst into the room, a look of excitement on her face. "Elise, wake up! It's time for your first lesson!"

Elise groaned again, rolling over in bed. "Can't it wait? I'm tired."

Sophia shook her head, pulling back the curtains to let in a flood of sunlight. "No way, sleepyhead! You've got a lot to learn, and not much time to waste."

Elise rubbed her eyes, slowly sitting up in bed. She knew Sophia was right - she had a lot to learn if she was going to master her powers and protect herself from the threats lurking in the shadows.

With a sigh, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, stretching her arms over her head.

Great, be ready and come down for breakfast in yen minutes. Sophie added before resuming her loud bells ringing.

(Minutes later...)

Elise walked downstairs, ready to start her day. She passed through the foyer and by the spell gate, which was disguised as a beautiful garden, complete with lush greenery, vibrant flowers, and even a few animals that seemed to be watching her as she passed.

As she entered the kitchen, she was greeted by the warm aroma of freshly baked bread and the soft hum of conversation. Her aunt, the queen, was already there, sipping a cup of tea and chatting with a wise old owl perched on a nearby stool.

"Good morning, dear," her aunt said, smiling. "I see you're up and about. Sophia, has she been filled in on today's schedule?"

Sophia nodded, pouring Elise a cup of tea. "Yes, your majesty. She knows about the lesson."

Elise took a seat at the table, feeling a sense of excitement and trepidation. She knew that today was just the beginning of her journey, and she was ready to face whatever lay ahead.

Her aunt turned to her, her eyes shining with a warm light. "Today, we start your training. You have much to learn, and little time to waste."

After series of chatting and eating, the breakfast came to an end and each witches start their spell practices in the courtyard.

Elise's aunt, the queen, smiled as she began the lesson. "Today, we'll focus on controlling your magic. It's essential to learn how to harness your powers, especially with the werewolves and other threats lurking in the shadows."

Elise nodded, eager to learn. She had always struggled with controlling her magic, often resulting in unexpected bursts of energy.

The queen guided Elise to a secluded garden deep within the mansion's grounds. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the soft chirping of birds.

"Close your eyes and focus on your inner energy," the queen instructed. "Visualize a spark within you, and slowly nurture it into a flame."

Elise took a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying to concentrate. At first, her mind wandered, but with the queen's gentle guidance, she began to feel a small spark within her.

As she focused on the spark, it grew into a warm, golden light. Elise's eyes snapped open, and she smiled, amazed.

Gabrielle beamed with pride. "Excellent work, Elise! Now, let's try something a bit more challenging..."

Her next instruction was to shape the golden light into a small animal, like a rabbit or a bird. Elise concentrated hard, trying to mold the energy into a specific form. However, her magic seemed to have a mind of its own.

Instead of a rabbit, a bright orange cat appeared before her, its fur standing on end. Elise giggled, surprised. "I didn't mean to create a cat!"

Gabrielle chuckled. "Well, at least you're making progress. But let's try again, shall we?"

Elise nodded, determined. She closed her eyes and focused once more. This time, she managed to create a vague shape, but it was more like a blob than a recognizable animal.

She offered words of encouragement, but Elise couldn't help feeling frustrated. She had been so excited to learn, but now she felt like she was failing.

"I don't understand," Elise said, opening her eyes. "I can feel the magic inside me, but I just can't seem to control it."

Gabrielle placed a gentle hand on Elise's shoulder. "Magic takes time and practice to master, dear. Don't be too hard on yourself. We'll keep trying until you get it right."

Elise nodded, taking a deep breath. She was determined to learn, no matter how difficult it seemed.