All Chapters of Little Red Riding Witch: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

[Slone] The house is dark and cold. Nobody is here, and they haven’t been here for some time. I have failed, but I also haven’t. I might not have given the Master exactly what he wants, but I think he’ll forgive me when he hears what I know.  From the feel of the ropes on my arms and legs, they trussed me up like a turkey after Rosie dropped me onto the floor hard enough to break my bones and knock me out. They paid no mind to my broken bones or the amount of pain I would be in once I woke up.  No matter, something as small as that isn’t enough to do me any damage, especially since the Master has strengthened me to take any damage that I might have sustained. I don’t heal as quickly as a werewolf, but I can also tolerate more pain than the average human.

[Rosalynd] When we make it to our destination, we gently shake the boys awake and grab all of our things. Looking down at our watches frantically, we race forward running through the parking lot towards the small building in McKinleyville that insists on calling itself an "airport," even though all the planes are the type of small jets that seat maybe 100 people and look like they might rust out of the sky. In the style of other grand airports, it is named after the nearest "city" rather than after the town that houses it. So even if it is located in McKinleyville, it is the "Arcata Airport," the nearest city to around 14,000 people. There are neighborhoods in LA with more people than that. But one of the benefits of li

[Rosalynd] “And what, exactly, was I made to be?” The room goes calm, and quiet, as I turn towards Gideon. Except for Patrick, who takes a seat next to his grandson. Rafe is still sound asleep, the events of the day far more draining than any of us expected them to be. He’s only five years old. In the last few months, he's had to fight evil warlocks and get sent away only to get kidnapped by the same evil warlocks and watch his father get tortured. This kid has had to witness more violence and deal with more stress than most people 10 times his age could manage. We didn't need Patrick to say anything out loud for us to get the message loud and clear. Poor Rafe neither needs nor deserves to be in the same room as I learn what Gideon means when he says I am "who I wa

[Rosalynd] Falling. I don’t know how long it is that I fell. Time flows differently as you face your death. I don’t feel it when I stop, I don’t feel anything. Everything just goes dark.  So this is death. “You are not dead,” a familiar voice calls to me from the void, I recognized this voice when it first spoke to me in the forest, and again when it spoke to me through the oracle. It is the Universe, the one that controls the ebb and flow of all energy in the cosmos, the sustaining force of life here on Terra and Tara, the tether that keeps the worlds connected. “

[Gideon] The look of sadness and terror on her face after I told her about her creation and her father's intentions for her made me wish I had kept my mouth shut and never said anything. And if she asked, if she simply had to know, I could have crafted a pretty lie to tell her, one that didn't make her feel like a monster. If I had only taken a few more moments to consider my words and the ripples they would create maybe we wouldn’t be taking turns standing around her hospital bed, waiting for her to wake up. The doctors said it was a “miracle” that she neither died nor miscarried from the impact of her fall. Our babies are still growing, still healthy. Because of her wolf DNA, she started healing as soon as she hit. Because of her Fae DNA, our babies, which now resemble a human embryo of 8 weeks instead of the life that started only days ago, have an extra layer of protection within her womb, an evolutionary advantage. But how did she survive that fall at all? Even a werewolf, no