All Chapters of The Witch Who Refused To Burn : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The night sky was filled with screams and cries for help, heart-wrenching sounds that would move even the cruellest of people except the ones causing it.Helena hung limply in the hands of her captors, her head swaying as blood dripped down her swollen and bruised face.Her feet dragged against the rough earth, pulling on grasses and scraping her delicate skin on rocks but the two men holding her were unbothered by her injuries. She was in more pain than she had ever experienced but the anguished screams of her people numbed her of it as she silently wept for them. The shackles that had been placed around her neck, wrists and ankles, dug painfully into her flesh, the sharp edges of it cutting her skin and creating large wounds. Helena knew that if she managed to escape and live to see another day, she would leave with horrifying scars that she would have to carry for the rest of her life.But she did not want to live because she deserved to die with her people in the land they had a

Her family's home was just like she remembered it and she looked around with a mixture of awe and sorrow. Soft blue and gold colours surrounded her and everything had a worn and lived-in feel to it, something she had missed while living with Rigel, who enjoyed new and impersonal designs.Helena thought back to when Rigel had presented as her mate and how eager she had been to pack up and run away from her people and family. Looking back, she had been selfish and self-absorbed, too caught up in her fantasies of a new life, to see how her avoidance and eagerness to leave had affected her sweet Father and hotheaded Brother. Charon hated Rigel the moment they met and had been against her leaving with him but Helena had fought back, seeing her older brother as an enemy she chose to ignore. Now, she knew better and will not make the same mistake twice.She walked into the large kitchen that her Father took much pride in and was greeted with the sight of him standing in front of the stove

"Helena stirred the contents of the pot, simmering on the stove, robotically. Her trembling hands and overall shaky countenance had made it difficult to get everything done, as fast as she would have liked but she powered through and prepared a small feast for dinner."You're not evil," she whispered with a wide-eyed stare as she placed the lid on the pot and moved away from the stove. "It's not evil." She whispered again as she took a seat on one of the chairs and held her trembling hands out in front of her.Helena clenched her hands into tight fists and opened them back up. She stared down at the small purple mist that slowly poured out from the centre of her palm and her eyes grew moist."It's a part of you," she sobbed as she held her hands up to her face and allowed the mist to pour over her."Are you alright?" Came her brother's voice causing her to startle as she turned to stare at him, tears streaming down her cheeks."I'm..."A flash of purple light filled the kitchen and t

Helena levitated the large fallen tree out of the road and rested it to the side, the gathered workers looking on with a mix of awe and disbelief.In the few days she had been using her powers to help get the pack and its surroundings ready for their guests, she has been given fearful, bewildered and fascinated stares by her people.Her last life had taught her the wide range of reactions her powers elicited, so she had prepared herself for the worst when her father suggested that she use her powers for simple but focus demanding chores, to help her control it better."Last night's storm was a beast but it's no match for our resident witch, eh?" Joked the man overseeing today's work with a playful nudge that nearly sent Helena crashing to the ground.She smiled with a small wince, thankful that they had all gotten to the stage where they could laugh about her powers (though there were still a handful of people who refused to do much as make skin contact with her)."This is the last of

"F*ck," Helena hissed as she crashed to the ground with a painful thud, the shock of it temporarily paralyzing her.The purple portal hovering over her slowly shrunk until she was left staring at the white ceiling of her bedroom."This can't be happening," the purple-eyed woman denied while shaking her head. She stumbled as she got off the ground and stood on unstable legs.Her wide eyes went to the window and she stared at the bright moon sitting serenely in the night sky, hoping for an explanation she knew she would not receive."I need your help," she begged, desperately as her body began to tremble but the glowing orb gave no response."I don't think I can handle having another mate and I..." Helena wiped away the tears trailing down her cheeks but it was of no use as more came spilling out.Mateship and all that it came with was supposed to be behind her. Things were supposed to be better in this life and she was supposed to be a stronger woman who would never fall victim to the