All Chapters of The Alpha's Witch: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

LUCAS You know that thing people say? What's it again? Yeah, I remember. They say something like, “the darkest hour is just before dawn”. Uhm . . . I'm not sure that applies to everyone's life. Sometimes it's just dark and it gets darker and there's never any promise of seeing light. just seems to never come. That's pretty much how I felt at the moment. I had searched for this Lunarry spell and no one knew what it was, or if it even exists anymore. What does that mean for me? Should I give up already?“I made your favourite meal,” Mum said as she finished setting up the table for dinner. “You are going to love this, Luke.”Geez. She still treated me like a little boy. If I coughed, she would quickly get me some water and then embrace me. Yeah, it is that bad, especially when she did this in public. Whenever I complained she would tell me that I was all she had. Whenever I complained about being treated like a kid, she would say, “You will always be my little Luke”. I'm sure I was f

DAMON Another day came and I was still going with this teenager's plan. Couldn't say why exactly I agreed to help Lucas, but I was sure boredom played a major role. At least, this sort of promised a little bit of adventure because it was so silly and random. “So you're paying for the flights?” Tilda asked, already knowing what the answer would be. “You are rich and bad with money, so you won't have a problem paying, will you?”“I don't mind paying, your Royal Highness," I taunted her, Mason joining me laughing at her for no solid reason.Tilda was a tough character and it was fun having her around. Really, it was. Also, she was a little too mature for her age, but that wasn't why I envied her even though she was younger than me. The thing was, Tilda had a very strong personality and it was hard to see her let anyone impose their thoughts or beliefs on her. She was only a teen, but everyone knew this already. Any other girl, whether werewolf or human, that was almost molested would

TILDA First thing on Tuesday morning, before 6am, Damon drove up to my house to pick me up. Lucas was already there, radiating with smiles like he always does. His sparking white teeth were “picture-perfectly” displayed between his parted lips. The ride to the airport was going to be very long, an hour and a half at a minimum. Even longer since everyone was quiet. Of course, it was obvious that I had no business being here. Lucas needed Damon to drive him to this Rugatha lady and I played no part in this and it was none of my business. If anything, I was bleeding Damon's pocket since he was paying for my flight. Truth be told, I just wanted to go somewhere different and hopefully get some time to think. Term time will be over in two or three weeks, but I needed this little break now. Why didn't I tell George where I was going? For starters, he was the one I needed a break from. I was glad that I was leaving Woodhidge for two days at least. Look, I knew George was a cool guy with

EVELYNFirst thing in the morning, I left the house and went to the Grandeur Robberise Graveyard. It was where my parents were laid, and their parents before them… and it went on like that. I dropped a rose on Aunt Wallinda’s grave. She passed away when I was seven. I can still recall how sad her death made little Evelyn feel. I sat before the graves of my parents and all types of emotions flooded my mind. Death was a bastard. A dumb, little mean bastard. Though we all hate talking or even thinking about it, it was sad how we knew that we would all fall victim to it. Witch, werewolf, human… even vampires because they were dead but just conscious.Mum would have disagreed with me. She would say that life was more beautiful because we knew that we would die. She would say the temporal nature of life was what made it worth living. As with most things, she was right. A stranger could pass these graves and see them as nothing, but to me, they meant everything. If one had told me when I