“Leave me alone!” I yelled at the top of my voice because I felt like I was going crazy and I just needed to break free from them.“You are not crazy and you will listen. We have one more thing to show you. Afterward, we’ll be off your radar, for now,” Sabrina said and I inhaled deeply and exhaled. That was exhausting.“So, my sister is an Elder blood and I have to get her to these halls before I will be able to end her. How am I supposed to do that? She won’t come back unless I’ve accepted her to be my queen and that’s not happening. Not on my watch,” I said and silence followed.“And that is exactly what you will do. You need to lure her here. What better way is there to do that? She wants to rule, you want to end her? She isn’t interested in coming here unless she comes to rule and you’re not interested in bringing her here unless she comes to die. There you have it. A brilliant plan,” she said and I paid close attention. She was actually making a lot of sense. I mean, that could ac
Within split seconds, I felt a huge gush of wind over me and the voices had stopped talking. They had finally disappeared.“Thank goodness,” I muttered under my breath. My feet were already hurting from all that standing and my brain was also hurting from all that education. I was still in fact dazed from all the revelations I had gotten from that encounter. I started to walk down the hallway, one step at a time to get to my room so I could at least sit down. I got to my room, took a deep breath then went ahead to open the door handle and it opened. “They’re actually gone,” I said to myself looking around. I walked into my room and shut the door behind me. My room was a very massive one and was very secluded. It was the most secret room in the entire palace. It was like that because I didn’t like anyone in my business or bothering me. It also gave me time to think and harness my powers and that was how I practiced as a child. My room had a huge tower of books I liked to call m
-Gabriel’s POV-“Are you having a good time Daddy?” The pretty blonde massaging my back gently asked. I think her name was Missy. Missy was a human and I was always at my beck and call whenever I visited the human world. She had no idea of my true identity. However, she knew the right places to touch me and the right things to do to ease off my stress.It was a hassle finding a human mistress. Humans had a different way of thinking you know. And they weren’t strong unlike the werewolves back in my pack. Most humans couldn’t handle the strength I possessed when having sex but Missy. Missy was very different and I enjoyed every bit of her.“Yes, my dear. I am. I’m really stressed from all that hassle in my company,” I replied. I laid face down on a massage table inside my hotel room. It was a five-star hotel and one of the biggest in the town. I could afford to live there if I wanted because I was a billionaire. Most people there didn’t know my exact status and how much I was truly worth
I followed the trail of blood, my heart thumping in my chest as though it was going to explode. My legs were getting too weak to carry me any further. The closer I got to the body, the more I prayed for the ground to open up and swallow me whole.This war had been the toughest I had ever fought against those animals who called themselves Alphas. We had a long history of battles, and it was clear that we despised each other. Thanks to the breach of contract between our coven of witches and the Alphas, I would be forced to rebuild my coven once again.The Alphas were wild, misusing their strength to bully us witches whenever they pleased. No wonder the contract was breached! But there was no real breach. It was just the Alphas trying to remind us of who held the power in this cold world.I could hear my mother's heartbeat slowing down. Eloise Blackwood, the only woman who could slice an Alpha's throat with a swerve of her hand. She was the most powerful witch to ever live, a full-bloode
“Serena,” I heard a voice echo in my head as I started to regain consciousness and touch with reality. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a group of women around me. I tried to look around but I realized I was tied down to where I lay.“What’s this?” I panicked, failing to recognize the faces of the women hovering over me and I also failed to recognize where I was. The last thing I remembered was seeing my mother's lifeless body in front of me. This place was different.I was laid on some kind of wooden bed with leaves and vines that tied me down. I looked around and I was in a cottage which I was guessing belonged to witches but I didn’t know those witches.“Relax, you need your strength back,” one of the women said to me. She was obviously old but still had black, healthy hair. She had wrinkles on her face and her hands with bright red lips. She looked like she used to be a very beautiful woman in her days.“I don’t, I do need to get the fuck out of here!” I yelled, attempting to break
“Ahhhh!” I woke with a loud cry, my eyes snapping open as I jerked up from where I had been lying. Sweat poured down my face, and my heart raced as if I had just finished running a marathon. Taking in my surroundings, I realized I was back in my own life, and that's when I saw the black-haired witch enter."What the fuck was that?!" I shouted at her, struggling to catch my breath."Congratulations, your ritual is complete," she replied, smiling warmly at me. In the blink of an eye, I found myself back in my beautifully furnished bedroom in my mother's castle."What the actual fuck," I muttered to myself, still trying to comprehend what had just occurred. I attempted to stand up from my bed, but my legs felt weak, causing me to collapse onto the floor."Shit!" I cursed, trying to get back up, but my efforts were in vain. I decided to call out for my personal maid."Ellen!" I yelled as loudly as I could, but there was no response. So I resorted to using telepathy to summon her.Wait, wh
—Gabriel’s POV—I scanned the surroundings, searching for the source of the magical attacks. That's when my gaze locked with the most breathtaking woman I had ever laid eyes on. I had anticipated coming face-to-face with the coven queen due to the sheer intensity of the magic unleashed upon us. However, the lady before me bore no resemblance to the images of the coven queen plastered across the walls of our wolf pack.Her beauty left me speechless, and I yearned for a closer look at her.Back at the alpha's den, the hatred toward witches went deep. Though I couldn't recall the exact reason for our deep-seated hatred, I had been raised to despise them and trained to combat their kind, with the ultimate goal of killing their coven queen."But I thought the coven queen was dead!" I exclaimed, directing my question at my elder brother, Aiden, as we skillfully dodged the barrage of fireballs hurled at us. According to legends, a witch's fireball would turn us to chalk upon impact, while th
—Serena’s POV— “Don’t worry Annet, I will see to it that everything is taken care of,” I tried calming my mother’s personal adviser. “It’s not as easy as it seems, your sister. She’s very powerful and has been locked up for a long time waiting to unleash her evil and desires for witch flesh. We need to do something about her and fast,” she complained and I just nodded. How is it that she was able to escape? It is something I must find out and I must find out how to put her back in her cage. “What must we do then? What would you have advised my mother to do?” I asked, confused and I needed answers. “I would have advised your mother to end her,” she said, hovering over me from where I sat down at the palace lounge. “What do you mean? To kill her?” I gasped a little because I couldn’t think of the fact that I would be the one to murder my sister. “Yes! I told your mother this, years ago but she refused to listen. She decided to lock her up in the void of doom