Somewhere in the forestThis night marked the ninth moon time where the dark circle gathered, the pleading from Uriel had made them aware of her quest for freedom. As the old witches gathered around a stone altar far from the castle gates, deep in the center of a barren woodland. Dark, thick clouds spun darkly in the sky above them, as if nature itself sensed that something strong was brewing. The witches below were cast with lengthy shadows by the gnarled, twisted trees that surrounded the clearing. The branches of the trees reached upwards like thin fingers.All seated in a perfect circle, around a fire that burned with unnatural, violet flames. Each witch’s face was hidden beneath a deep hood, only their glowing eyes visible in the flickering light. Their appearances are different, some old and wrinkled, with skin like parchment, others younger, but equally as unsettling, their eyes carrying the weight of centuries. It is a time of waiting, it is a time of patience, the next moon
I had stood up from where I knelt, the air was thick as I slipped quietly into the path the stones created.No one would ever know something like this existed in Ralph’s chamber, or maybe they knew and just didn’t bother telling meThe moment I crossed the threshold, the heavy door behind me sealed itself with a soft thud, leaving me in a world that felt far removed from the castle.The wall before me rumbled softly, shifting just enough to reveal a narrow passageway that stretched into the darkness. I took a deep breath and took a few steps inside, touching my stomach unconsciously.The air was cooler here, thick with the scent of old stone and forgotten power. It looked like a small inner chamber itself, old books littered around, cobwebs cut across every corner in the room, it was old, it was stuffy, I took few more steps and stepped on something rather unusual A skeleton!!Screaming for help, immediately I held back my mouth as I was covered in sweat, fear gripping me as I looked
The loud thud on the huge brazen door of the council chamber woke me up in an instant; I looked up as it paved the way and felt strong hands dragging me through the same chamber I once walked into elegantly; my head was banging.'What’s happening?' I thought to myself as I struggled my way through the huge hands pulling me to the center of the chamber.Drops of blood rolled down from my head to my face. I looked at the ground, and it was 'my blood!!!'Everything flashed back in an instant and the pain on my head sharpened.'This cannot be happening, no!!!!' I screamed inside me, sobbing.I remembered waking up in an unusual room with blood on the bed and a weapon that I had never used before or even seen. It was such a sight that I almost threw up until the door was unlocked, two strong guards barged in, that was a great offense to enter a room without permission, and this was Lowell’s room, they had to be punished for this single act, I was only interrupted when another figure entere
As I was dragged into the pack’s slaughterhouse, in chains and blood, it stretched with old blood, the floor stained with dark crimsons. They kept moving, and I prayed in my heart that maybe a miracle might happen, but nothing stopped the movement; they surged on, big hands dragging my hair and arms; the pain was unbearable. Two guards conversed in a low tone;“If she will be killed in the slaughterhouse, then she will be hanged, surely” “Yes, but the Alpha king didn’t mention such” the second retorted“Well, it’s the rule of the kingdom that whoever is sentenced to death must be hanged” This can’t be true, I didn’t steal or kill anyone to even be hanged, I wish I didn’t wake up today, maybe I should have just died in my sleep in Lowell’s room, it would have been a more peaceful and slow death, the one that I won’t feel much pain as now, I won’t see the ones I thought loved me betray me this way, the stares, the rage, the emotions all in one.I wept more like I never did. I knew I
My mind was alive, but my body couldn’t move; if I had this hope holding on tight to me, then I would have to fight for a second chance. It didn’t feel surreal; I felt my legs move, and then my hand followed. The sea wanted to take me deeper, but I kept struggling. I wasn’t going to give up now. I prayed for a second chance; how many more battles do I have to fight before I am granted my wish? Don’t take me!! No!!“Please grant me a second chance, help me please”!I screamed, or no, my mind did, because I didn’t hear any sound, but my will was stronger than anything holding me down; then there was a spark coming from underneath; I felt every energy from below the surface; it engulfed my body, soul, and mind. I couldn’t keep up with it, but it filled my body with strength, this time different; it wasn’t a natural strength a werewolf could have; it was much deeper, stronger, and heavier.What is happening?The different faces, cries, sobs, screams, laughs, cries, all the emotions a pow
Opening my eyes to the flickers of candles that surrounded the room, everything felt soggy as I pushed myself to sit up on the bed; my head hurt. The room seemed different, more spacious, and adorned with swords and dark furniture, and the bed was big enough to occupy the previous room I was assigned to. Trying to recall how I got here or whose room I was in, panic surged through my veins, and my hands flew to my face; I could still feel the pains slashing across my face, the last sound of his slap on my face. “What kind of mate slaps his Luna on the first day, what kind of a beast is he?” my thoughts ran far and wild as I hurried myself up, just immediately, there was a soft knock... I watched as the door creaked open and a maid stepped in, she looked like the one that had attended to me before, “must be my maid, I need to know whose room this is” My thoughts raced as I watched her approach quietly with a tray on her head, putting it down carefully, almost too perfectly. She stro
Take me” my voice echoed in the hall. “Please, take me” Immediately I let out those words, a feeling of regret washed over my face as I turned swiftly to leave “Wait” His voice was not as firm, nor commanding as it sounded in the meeting with the elders, rather it was more softness and pleading I hope he didn’t see those feelings in my eyes, I hope he did not enjoy seeing me wanting him and being vulnerable I had messed up and as much as I wanted him that bad, letting my guard down and begging him should be the last thing on my mind, if anything he should be the one begging and apologizing for making me his prisoner under the name of being his mate, and hitting me with those big hands that left a mark on my face. Just like I thought of it, he walked up to my front and examined my face; after seeing that the marks were gone, he was surprised at first, but maybe he had realized that, after all, I am a witch who could kill him at any moment with my powers if I wanted to. “You he
It’s been two weeks in this Palace, and so far, I have been watching every corner of the palace like a hawk, I have asked questions like I am now with Ralph’s sister, but this time I try my best to be careful so she wouldn’t suspect anything, as much as I tried to be vulnerable, I was on my guard too. I had to build trust, and this was the only way. The warm breeze stirred gently through the garden as I walked beside Liliana. The scent of roses and lavender surrounded us, their soft fragrance a welcome distraction from the weight in my heart. Liliana was different from Ralph; she was softer and kinder. Her dark, flowing hair, and piercing blue eyes held a warmth that Ralph had only whenever he was with me or wanted me. Over the weeks that passed, he made me meet all his family members and instructed the guards to be more respectful to me, he showed me off and glinted happiness in his eyes whenever he talked about it, as much as it made me feel at ease, the desperate need to kn