Book 2: The Witch's Wolf Chapter 1
Chapter 1
A/N: Welcome to the Witch’s Wolf! The sequel, long awaited. I figured that this was probably best, as there are so many chapters here with her in it! Also City Wolves and the Prisoner’s Princess are out! I even plan on finishing the free book The Granted Wish soon.
Heidi
I was running for my life, followed by a large black and dark brown wolf with whiskey hazel eyes that pierced the soul, and I couldn’t use my magic. So this was the best I could do. I scolded myself for being so weak. I was being cut by branches and twigs, but it was almost as if he were enjoying it. No matter how fast I ran, he was right at my heels, until I tripped. I scrambled backwards to see a large naked man, fighting another taller naked man. I couldn’t tell who they were, but they were strong. Their blows echoed in my mind. They fought and wrestled over something in the smaller man’s hand. I couldn’t see their faces, but I could see the object clearly. It was a small silver necklace with a moon pendant.
With one large, clawed hand, the smaller wolf slashed the other wolf in the face. The other man screamed and cursed in a language I didn’t understand. The shorter man then took a clawed foot and put his foot on his back, and I could hear a lout crunch. I didn’t move, I tried to keep that to a minimum. I didn’t make a sound so as not to attract his attention, and his emerald green eyes burned into me anyway, like he could see through me. There was a menacing look in his gaze that forced me to try to look away, but I couldn’t. It was all I could see as he started to move. He walked to me with bloody hands. He held the confidant gate of an Alpha.
“Stop running little rabbit.” He growled, reaching for my face.
I gasped awake, covered in sweat. My eyes darted around the room, but there was nothing. Dear Lady, it had felt so real. Was the Horned One now tormenting me? My wolf growled. She didn’t like that I was scared from my dream, but it wasn’t something I could exactly help either. I had had this dream a few times, but each time he got closer, and his face was clearer. I could almost make it out…
Who were those men? What did they have to do with me?! Maybe it was our mate. Chirped my wolf, who now had been getting me in trouble. I didn’t need a mate right now, I need to get ready for school, I scold her. She pouted, and I ignored her.
I had gotten adopted by the Alpha of CharredMoon, and his mate. Their family pulled me out of the darkness that was my old life. In this life I had parents, grandparents, a brother, a sister, and cousins. Granted those siblings were only 4, but it didn’t stop them from seeing me as big sis.
The room they made for me was better than my old life as well… I wasn’t treated like I was a waste of space here. Here they gave me a nice room on the same floor, next to my siblings. The walls were white, and the floors were warm hardwood. My furniture matched the wood of the floor and I stretched, getting up. I grabbed a new set of pink sheets out my dresser and I made my bed, before hopping into the shower.
I would be 18 Monday, and this was my last year of high school. This was also the last summer before the Harvest moon, the Night of Peace where everyone found their mates. I probably didn’t have one being a hybrid, and my only friend would most likely find his. After that he would probably have pups and leave me behind.
John would not do that. Huffed my wolf.
He would. His mate is lucky, whoever she is… I thought. He had protected me from bullies, and he drove me home when the weather was bad, but I wouldn’t get in the way of his happiness. I was only half wolf; I probably wouldn’t get a mate. I repeated. She whined, and I had already made my peace with it years ago.
I sighed, slipping on a black dress over my leggings. I put on my boots, and grabbed my broom, that I left by the door. I was allowed to practice magic, and I was even taught by my grandma. She didn’t even have powers; she just got the books I needed and tutored me for 2 years. She even made my broom with me. It made me smile to think of them. They were better to me than any coven member I ever encountered.
I tied my hair back and went downstairs. The packhouse was a beautiful colonial white home that had multiple floors. Only warriors and the Alpha’s family lived here, and everyone else lived in the village. The pack had over two thousand pack members, but was split into two separate living areas with another packhouse, because dad had defeated another Alpha before he adopted me.
“Happy Friday Pipsqueak. Remember to come straight home Heidi.” Said Uncle Connor, flipping a pancake. He was a tall man with yellowish brown eyes and black hair. He was dad’s second in command, but he was really calm, and silly compared to him.
“There are more Rouges in the area than usual because of the Harvest Moon tomorrow, and I can’t kill them.” Said dad, who was taller and bulkier than his brother. He held a stern scowl on his face, looking out the window and growling.
“Ok.” I said a little worried. Rouges were dangerous, packless, rule breaking vandals who sometimes just killed or vandalized packs for no reason. Sometimes, they invaded the territory the nights before the Harvest Moon to make problems, knowing that dad would break the law of the Lady Moon, and be punished.
“Ugh.” I groaned. The sun peaking over the horizon was directly into my eyes. It stopped me from thinking anymore about it, and I hopped on my broom and went to school. The flight was fine, and I landed without making a fool of myself. I saw John with his sister Jesse. They seemed to be talking, before he waved at me to come with him. They looked like they were arguing again, and I wasn’t sure if I should interrupt.
“Fine!” Screamed his sister, walking off.
“Later sis.” He said with a small frown. They were complete opposites, so it could honestly be about anything. “Hi lil matey.” He said cheerfully. His green eyes always reminded me of a cat’s because they were brighter than mine, and that was saying something. He was almost as tall as dad, being a Jr Warrior and all. When we graduate, he will get a chance to fight for a rank in the pack if he wants, and I had no intention. I was learning how to heal so I could work in the clinic. Though now was his first year of college … he was just dropping his sister off. I sighed I missed him at school, but while he was here, I would at least hang out with him.
“Hi John!” I waved, walking up to him. His hair was in a warrior’s braid today, meaning he was probably going to train with the older adult warriors. He was skilled, and his black braid went to his shoulders, ending in the faintest hint of dark brown.
“I’m getting my first warrior tattoo! I defeated a Rouge this morning all on my own. He was big too, about as strong as a weak Gamma.” He boasted loudly.
“That’s great!” I said, giving him a high five. For some reason, there was always a tingle when I touched him, but not enough to prove anything….
“Do you want to come with me? I won’t be a Warrior ‘Jr’ anymore as of tonight… I’ll be a Warrior.” He said looking at the sky. His eyes flashed a bright whisky hazel that sparkled even though the sky was getting cloudy. His smile made me smile too… He was handsome when he looked like this.
Yes, he is. Purred Sparkle. Oh Lady! I couldn’t be getting a crush on my friend now, could I?! He might have a mate tomorrow… how awkward would that be? I mentally scold my wolf and myself, and I ran into the classroom without talking to him anymore.
I avoided him like the plague after that. I needed to sort myself out before I got my feelings hurt. Even if he didn’t find a mate... and we dated, eventually he would find the one for him, leaving me heartbroken. Or him if I actually did find someone for myself. I’ve seen the horror story unfold at least twice in school; I didn’t want to be the third.
I put my books away and sat obediently in every class, thankful that John was in other classes, on the other side of the pack, designed for wolves who were going to be warriors and leaders. Those in charge learned everything from accounting to combat, while someone who wanted to be a healer like me, had more science heavy classes. When I got out, I would be a nurse assistant, and I could go to the pack’s college to become a nurse, doctor, or any other medical professional.
I grunted in frustration. There was a thunderclap, meaning that it would be too dangerous to fly… and John was assigned personally by the Alpha himself to take me home when it was like this. I never understood why dad did that.
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