CHAPTER 22: SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH MY HAZEL

ZANDER'S POV

"Alpha Zander, what is the plan?" Declan sighed.

I still craved to murder that motherfucker, but because I was going to require every able-bodied wolf on the mission to locate my sister, I let him off the hook.

"I think we need to find out where Prudence and Freya were taken. Maybe Isis could get a reading or something."

"That's not a bad idea," Isis agreed. "But first, I must go visit the Tree Of Hecate."

"The Tree of Hecate?" Dimitri questioned.

"Yes, we have a tree that's a gift to us, from the Goddess herself," Isis beamed with pride. "Many millennia ago, Hecate came to earth while on a mission to find the gate of hell. Hades attacked and almost killed her; Hades is the God of the underworld. A few people that were living here, found her and nursed her back to health. So in return, she granted them powers of their own. She taught them how to mix potions and cast spells and thus the birth of witchcraft."

"So the witches here are the descendants of the first witches?"