Chapter 49 - The Spy

Josephine looked around at all the witches who had come together to get the stone. She smiled to herself. If only they knew she planned on keeping the stone for herself and sharing the power with no one. Josephine had promised they would all benefit from the stone. However, she had only said that to get more to join her.

She now had over a thousand black magic witches working with her to attack the White Raven pack and the Emerald Stone witch. Josephine was watching the witches below practicing their magic on rogue werewolves from the balcony she was standing on. They had decided it would be best to see what spells were most effective on werewolves.

Josephine rolled her eyes as she watched some of the witches fighting with one another. It was rare to have this many black magic witches in one place because, by nature, they did not get along. Those who practice dark magic tend not to trust others, so they usually live very lonely lives.

"Excuse me, ma'am. I have some news." Josephine could hear the nervousness in the servant who had interrupted her. She made sure that all her servants were terrified of her. That was the only way to make them obey.

"Well, tell me what it is. I don't have all day." Josephine said through clenched teeth.

"I have been informed that a spy within the White Raven pack has been found. He will let us know what they are doing to prepare and where their weaknesses are. So far, there is nothing more to report." The servant slightly bowed and walked away, not expecting a response from Josephine.

Meanwhile, she turned back to watch the witches below with a frightening smile. Josephine was known for her spies throughout the witch and shifter communities. It was the only way to know what everyone was doing. She followed the rule of keeping your friends close and your enemies closer.

Josephine walked back into her mansion. It was gorgeous with marble floors and shiny natural woodwork. She didn't need all that room, but Josephine liked to have the best of everything.

In the small town where she lived in the state of Utah, she was known as the rich lady in the mansion. Josephine was okay with that because she kept to herself and the townspeople kept their distance.

Josephine walked into her office, where she kept track of the witches who came to fight and what coven they were from. She made sure that none came from a coven more powerful than hers. It would not be suitable for her to go head to head with someone as power-hungry as she was.

Josephine sat in her chair and sighed. Brielle had been her biggest competition. For Brielle to have let her guard down to be killed, Josephine knew she had to be careful so that the Emerald Stone witch didn't kill her. She didn't care about the rest of the witches that were fighting with her. Actually, if the mutts could kill the others, that would be one less thing she would have to take care of.

Josephine was waiting for some others to join the fight as well. Not witches, but other types of shifters. She had faithful shifters that owed her, and she had sent a message she was ready to collect. Some of them were even eviler than Josephine. She was not leaving anything to chance. She planned to kill the entire White Raven pack and the Emerald Stone witch. She wanted no survivors.
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"Did they buy it?" Alpha Dillon looked at the omega he had asked to pretend to be a spy when they found out the black magic witches were trying to find one. Dillon thought it would be better if they planted a spy themselves rather than let anyone be tempted to walk on the side of evil.

"Yes, Alpha, they believe I am a spy and will give them information on our pack. Their primary focus is on Kaleigh and her stone, but they plan on killing our entire pack to get what they want. I told them I had nothing to report but would be back soon. So let me know what information you want me to pass them, and I will reach out." Omega Brett was only too happy to help the Alpha.

"Good, Brett. The longer they believe you are spying for them, the longer we can try to keep them from our pack. Don't tell anyone what you are doing. If they have a real spy in our pack, I don't want to put you in danger." Dillon was not going to let anything happen to his family or pack. He was trying to take all precautions.

"Yes, Alpha. I will let you know when they reach out to me again." Brett left the office, and Dillon sat staring out the window.

Dillon would like to have Dominick take over being Alpha, but with the witches coming for them and Kaleigh being pregnant, he knew it wasn't a good time. He was ready to start spending more time with Alannah and spoil the pup that would be coming soon. Dillon couldn't wait to be a grandpa; he was smiling just thinking about it.

"What are you smiling about, my love?" Alannah walked up behind her mate and began massaging his shoulders. She was surprised to see him smiling when she walked into the room.

"I was thinking about being a grandpa to the pup. I am excited to meet the little one, and I have been thinking of all the ways I can spoil it." Alannah giggled at the pure joy she saw on Dillon's face.

"I know, Dillon. I am excited too. It's different from when we had kids. This time, we get to have all the fun and then send the pup back to Dom and Kaleigh." They both laughed at that thought. Dillon turned around and pulled his mate onto his lap.

"You know, just because we are going to be grandparents doesn't mean we can't still have fun." Dillon kissed Alannah while sliding his hand up her skirt.

Alannah gasped at Dillon's sudden spontaneity. He was usually very focused on work during the day. However, she was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Alannah wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back while his hand found its way inside her panties.

Dillon stood up, still holding Alannah, and carried her over to the couch. Dillon laid her down while he was still standing. They had been together for almost twenty-five years, and she was still the most beautiful woman in the world.

Dillon laid down beside Alannah and kissed her while pulling her clothes off. They may be older, but they still could enjoy each other. In Dillon's opinion, their sex had gotten better with age.