All Chapters of My Luna My Witch: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Vanessa tentatively approached Shirley and held her hands."Stop looking at me like that. There's nothing dark about teleportation. You just have to be strong-willed. It's like stepping through time." Shirley hissed.Vanessa gulped,"Now close your eyes and imagine the exact spot you want to be at, then project your spirit there first and then your body."Vanessa nodded."Whisper this spell after me." Shirley.Vanessa's hands trembled as she whispered Shirley's spell the exact way she said it. Before she could realize what was happening, she'd landed at the particular spot in the forest she wanted to go to.Immediately Vanessa disappeared, Caleb growled. He was drenched in sweat as he writhed in pain.Shirley palmed her hair and frustratedly tried to straighten the split ends, then collapsed beside Caleb. A tight frown marred her lips as she looked at him. She regretted getting entangled with him or Brighton.Fuck. She cursed internally. The High priestess had warned her at the begin

Mendez sat on the floor of his cell, drawing lines with his fingers and muttering to himself.Dominic watched him for some time before signaling to the guard on duty to unlock the cell door. As the guard opened the locks, he wondered if he was making a big mistake. He'd observed Mendez for more than an hour and the more he watched him, the more he doubted his instincts. Mendez was acting crazy, talking to himself and playing with inanimate objects. It seemed like a waste of time, yet his instincts pushed on."He's been talking crazy." The guard said as he stepped in, then fastened the locks immediately."The evil that men do… He's obviously gone rogue. If it were up to me, I would've killed him a long time ago. Anyways Alpha Andrew is a cool guy. He believes in fairness that's why he's giving him one last chance to talk trash. Be careful he's a trickster."Dominic didn't agree with him, he'd been a guard all his life and knew when to trust his primal instincts. And now they told him t

"Seize him!"Dominic briskly dove off the platform into the crowd of stunned werewolves that stood before it. "Fuck fuck fuck." He cursed as he wove through the crowd. Claws dug in and tore his flesh as some members tried to grab him, but he shook them off easily. The ordinary pack members didn't have as much strength in their grips as the warriors and scouts. His goal was to get as far away from the warriors or guards as possible and then disappear into the forest as Mendez had advised.After their long discussion, he and Mendez were still surprised that he was still alive until the time of his execution. They even made subtle jokes about it. "Why did Caleb make you be the one to ensure that nothing happens to me?" Mendez asked just before the guards came to lead them out.Dominic shrugged,"I spoke up at the panel? I'm the chief guard?""Before last night's panel did you question or challenge him?" Mendez probed."Nope, I think his witch noticed my suspicion. He was acting very ou

Emily took a long breath, allowing the surreal calmness and scent of the trees around her to swarm her senses. The silence, the damp scent of decaying leaves on the brown earth, the sweet scent of fruits, and the occasional rustling of leaves were the perfect tool to clear her mind from all the unwanted thoughts that had been bothering her.It was peaceful in the forest. It was so peaceful and beautiful that she realized that she'd missed the solitude and tranquility she had enjoyed when she was with the coven. It was glaringly different from the crazy, busy New York, which was without peace or quiet. She loved it too, the sirens, loud voices, occasional gunshots, and the mesmerizing scents from the food carts. It struck her that she could love two opposites when she had always believed that she hated everything about the small villages and close-knit towns. But as unbelievable as it was, she'd missed home. Memories of her taking walks with her father alongside the scent of her mothe

Dominic burrowed deeper into the underground tunnel that was supposed to lead to Mendez's bunker. He'd been at it for hours now, trying to dig through the tunnel blocked by sand. He wiped his mud-caked hands on his trousers and proceeded to wipe his sweat-sheathed face with his arms.Above him, he heard the footsteps of the warriors and guards who had spent their whole night searching for him. He could feel the tiredness seeping out their pours. It was backed up by a little frustration at Andrew and him.They had no idea. He chuckled. Their inability to figure him out showed that none of them had paid attention to anything he'd been saying, not even the new chief warrior. In their last meeting, he'd talked about reconstructing the tunnels he was currently lurking in because they were a perfect element of surprise. He'd even taken them down to the different openings and yet no one had thought to look for him in them. They'd been super close to finding him, 'twice.' The first time had