All Chapters of Bewitching the Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

In the outskirts of Silverwood town, where the moon casts a pale glow over the dense forest, Alpha Pelleas, a formidable werewolf with eyes sharp as moonlight, leads his pack members through the underbrush, their senses keen and alert.As they navigate the wilderness, the ancient trees stand sentinel, and the night holds its breath. Alpha Pelleas and his pack member move with silent purpose through the shadows, their fur bristling in the cool night breeze. The distant sounds of nocturnal creatures add to the eerie atmosphere.''Stay vigilant, brother. The whispers of unrest in Silverwood have grown louder with each passing night. We must be prepared for whatever darkness may lurk within these woods,'' Alpha Pelleas commands, his voice carrying authority.His pack members nod in silent agreement, their eyes scanning the surroundings with a mix of caution and determination. Together, they press onward, the tension in the air mounting with each step, a palpable presence that seems to cli

"Your grandmother is a leader of our coven. Her well-being is of utmost importance to us all. I shall call for a meeting with the other Elders immediately," Elder Witch Marino's voice resonated with solemnity, his eyes reflecting the gravity of the situation.Relief floods through me as I grasp Marino's hand in gratitude. "Thank you, Elder Witch Marino. Your swift action gives me hope," I express earnestly, my voice trembling with emotion.The Elder Witch nods, his expression grave, before turning to leave the room. I watch him go, my determination reignited by the unwavering support of my fellow Elder.As I stand before the Elder Witches, desperation weighs heavy on my heart. Each passing day sees my grandmother's condition deteriorate, and our attempts to find a cure have proven futile."We've scoured our ancient texts, Raven. But the remedy still eludes us," Elder Witch Aria's voice carries a somber tone, mirroring the heaviness in my chest.Frustration clenches my fists, the burde

After the meeting, Lyra decided it was time to introduce me to the rest of the pack. As we walked away from the clearing, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the cautious and curious gazes of the pack members lingering on us. Each step through the dense woods seemed to echo with the tension that had filled the meeting."How are you feeling after the meeting?" Lyra's voice cut through the silence, breaking my train of thought."I felt irritated with your Alpha, but I understand him. I'm just a stranger here-a witch, no less. It's natural for him to be cautious." I replied, my voice carrying a hint of frustration. We continued our journey through the woods, the towering trees providing a comforting canopy of shade overhead. The earthy scent of damp soil mingled with the crisp fragrance of pine needles, enveloping us in a cocoon of wilderness. Each step we took seemed to stir the forest around us, the sound of leaves crunching underfoot punctuating the quiet stillness of the woods."

The charged moment between us hung in the air, our proximity and the cool mist from the waterfall heightening the tension. Duke's eyes, dark and intense, bore into mine, and I couldn't help but feel a magnetic pull towards him. The sound of the rushing water seemed to fade as every sense sharpened, focused solely on him.Suddenly, a sharp noise in the distance shattered the spell. Duke's head snapped to the side, his expression shifting from one of intense focus on me to alertness. The sound grew louder, resembling the howling I had heard earlier but more frantic and desperate."We need to move," Duke said, his voice laced with urgency. He grabbed my clothes and handed them to me, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "Quickly."I nodded, hurriedly dressing, though my hands trembled with the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. Duke kept watch, his body tense and ready for action. Once I was dressed, he took my hand and led me away from the waterfall, deeper into the forest.As w

The night was eerily silent as Duke and I made our way back to the pack. The moon cast long, twisted shadows across the forest floor, and the only sounds were our labored breaths and the distant howls of the Nightwalkers. Every step we took seemed louder than the last, amplifying the tension that hung in the air."How much further?" I whispered, my voice barely audible above the rustling leaves."Not far," Duke replied, his eyes scanning the darkness. "We need to keep moving."A sudden rustle in the bushes made us both freeze. My heart pounded in my chest as I strained to see what was coming. The bushes parted, revealing not a Nightwalker, but Lyra, her eyes wide with fear."Duke! Raven!" she gasped, running towards us. "The pack... they're under attack!"Duke's face hardened. "By who?""Stacy," Lyra said, her voice trembling. "She's betrayed us. She led a group of Nightwalkers straight to our territory.""Stacy?" I asked, disbelief and anger mixing in my voice. "Why would she do that