All Chapters of The Witch Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Nico immediately snapped the man’s head to silence him. They are still weak from beating and silver cuffs. Being discovered means they have to fight to their death. “Amon, Dex, Ray, Hans, Lester, wear hand gloves, grab pistol and silver bullets or any weapon you can use,” he barked orders and instructed the remaining boys to do the same.Nico sneaked through the door with Amon, Hans, Lester, and five of their men while the rest remained. They carried silver knives and silver powder strapped to their belts before navigating the building. As they crossed the opposite door, Nico decided to go down the stairs to search for Agatha. He tried to open the door to each floor they descended to, but they were locked from inside, so they had no choice but to continue downward. The staircase was cold and dark. No sound came from up or anywhere else, making their descent eerily quiet. As they reached the bottom level of the building, Nico could hear a faint chatter from some distance. He position

I tried to make it right for Nico's remaining team members. After much pleading, I convinced Aleck to accommodate them in the roster of pack warriors. They are good fighters. I saw them train, but in the end, they refused the offer. I gave them two mobile phones with a year's worth of access to a network and the internet. I promised to help them with whatever I could if they were in a tight situation and they agreed, but I don’t think they will ask me for help. They’re too broken to lose what they regard as family. It’s heartbreaking to see the guilt and sadness in their eyes, guilt for surviving while others did not. They almost declined the pocket money I gave them before leaving the pack. They need money to survive. It is unwise to be seen near any pack border again. I told them to go to a place with a high human population to cool down while waiting for Nico and Agatha. I don’t know what’s running through their heads, but I can't force them to trust the Alpha whose warriors massa

[Sebastian POV]Two warriors dragged me to the elevator while two others followed us behind. They restricted my hands with silver cuffs. This is the most degrading treatment an Alpha can get from his mate. Six retreated at the back of my head once the silver cuffs touched my skin, he was hurt. He was not angry but disappointed. I remember the deep wounds on Dex’s and other guys’ wrists. This silver is so thick with some spikes touching the skin. There is no way a skin will remain intact with the friction it creates from the slightest movement. I developed some immunity to the silver in the past two years, all thanks to the rope with silver needles Nico and his men used to restrict me. I don’t know how but the effect of silver on my skin, though it stings, does not cause a lasting effect, even my wolf can ignore his discomfort for the contact. Not unless a liquid silver is pumped directly into my system, then Six should be fine. One of the warriors pressed the elevator button that r

The day Nico and his men escaped their holding cell to search for Agatha, they reached the bottom level of the building. It was the only door they could unlock. As they traced the source of the faint chatter, Nico gestured to the boys to slip inside the door one by one to avoid catching attention. He kept the door slightly open to peek into the hallway to see if they were in the right place. On either side of the corridor, there are three mahogany doors. The walls are uniformly painted pale black, and the door frames are gray, just a few shades lighter. Each door has a distinct design. The first door to the left has a simple five-point star shape sculpted in the middle of the wooden door. It has five vertices of the inner pentagon. The second bears the symbol of an eye on a brass slate at the center of a rather plain finished wood. The third can be mistaken to be identical to the first door at first glance. It has two overlapping triangles; one is upright, and the other is inverted,

 I had no choice but to talk to Nathan. I recounted what happened the previous night and what I suspect the man to be. He didn’t believe me. He said it was impossible to have some warlock or demon beneath the company building. He asked his officials to investigate to check the surveillance videos in the lobby of the main entrance of the building as no cameras were installed in the lower levels.  Although the building was built by his father’s grandfather during his time as the head Alpha of the River Bed Pack, the underground holding cells were rarely used. They have a separate dungeon for rogues and prisoners from enemy packs in a good thirty minutes–run deep into the forest. It is the precaution taken by the former Alpha to keep the prisoners as far from the packhouse as possible. For whatever re