*Ophelia pov*
All over the world everybody is so happy on their 18th birthday. To be finally seen as an adult and start your own independent life.
Guess who dreads today?
ME
The problem is every creature, so it doesn't matter if witch or wolf, finds its mate on its 18th birthday.
I do not want to find my mate because I am perfectly good on my own with nana Rose by my side. Sadly that's not how it works.
Your mate will find you, the wolves have very good senses and will find me even without my scent. And to get a wizard as a mate is a chance 0.01 % of 1000 %, so you get what I am saying. Wizards are just very rare, especially good looking ones.
Without my scent I seem like a normal human to them, which is good, but I don't want to give up my lifestyle just because of some stupid mate.
It also means I need to leave my nana alone here and I can't protect her. You must understand my nana is not very old, but witch craft nowdays costs her a lot of energy so the chance for her to protect herself against wolves and survive, is very low.
My nana is the only family left, since my parents both died from a rouge attack. Another aspect why I hate those goddamn mutts so much. I miss my loving parents dearly. Their comforting hugs, the jokes and just the feeling of being loved by these two. The last time I've seen them was when I was 6 years old, a very long time ago, within my mind also blurred, and I can't remember everything.
The cool thing of being a witch in this case is, that I can project a flashback infront of me with a spell. I sometimes see them as teenager, as my mom was pregnant or the time after I was born.
It feels as if they were right here, but it pains me to watch them everytime.
Sighing I throw back my warm wool blanket of my bed, my nana also knit herself. You see, me and my nana aren't the richest but we have the cozy vibe in our little home. So many home-made things that work just as fine as bought ones.
Groggily I rub my eyes, while slipping on my fuzzy slippers. Walking over the creaking wooden tiles, I leave my bedroom. I probably look like a mess right now but who cares.
Entering the kitchen/livingroom which are in the same room, I spot my nana immidiately, sitting in her favourite rocking chair, sipping some herb tee and watching tv.
That's how we get the whole information about the outside world, mostly my nana. She never sets a foot out of our house, exept the garden probably also because I forbid it. I am not risking any chance that my nana could get hurt.
I go out more often since I am the one to get groceries and I also have a flat in town. I have one human friend, which knows about all the wolf-wich things, and I only meet her there. I can't put danger on my nana even if it's only my human friend.
Her name is Katana Summers and I know her from the local school I go to. You see there are humans and wolves mixed but nothing else, except me. Most, no every human being knows about wolfs and witches, and they basically are leaving in peace. Well humans and wolfs.
I would like to do everything in my power to end this war forever and let witches do what they are destenied for, but I know this will never happen, at least not with my low ranking. If I would be a queen in the witch world the things would probably look different by now. But sadly I'm just a casual witch.
Anyways I met Katana because some 'big strong wolves', please note the sarcasm, decided to bully her for being a lesbian. So I stepped in, used a tini tiny bit of witch craft, so less they wouldn't even notice and helped her.
That was years ago, we are both now seniors and our graduation is soon. I am so excited to be out of this hellhole. Being around all these wolfs makes me sick.
My nana looks up at me as I reach the last step of the stair case. ''Hey sweetie, how did you sleep?'' She asks lowering her cup in her lap, looking at me.
I shrug, I couldn't get much sleep last night, knowing that today my mate could find me anytime and I would have to leave my nana. If I'm once in my mates life he wouldn't let me out of his sight. Wolves are very possesive, another aspect to hate these ugly mutts. It concerns me that probably my privacy even on the toilet will be disturbed. I mean come on, does he want me to shit myself?
''Honey come here'' She pats on the couch next to her rocking chair, I sigh but do as she told me to. I knew this talk would come and I know I will be crying like a waterfall but anyways, let's get it over with.
''Happy Birthday my love, you are growing way too fast'' She said her eyes becoming glossy already. I quickly take her hand and hold it in my lap, caressing her wrinkly skin. I know how she felt, time is running too quickly sometimes.
''And I know you are worried about finding your mate, but believe me, finding a mate is the best thing that will happen to you. You feel stronger, fulfilled and no mate can do anything else than love you.'' I sigh fiddeling with her wedding ring she got from my grandpa, who died because of lung cancer years ago.
''But nana, I don't wanna give up my destination for someone I don't even want.'' I said quietly.
''I know honey but listen, I was once in your position too. I was the strong independant woman you are right now and didn't want to bow to anyone. Until your grandpa came.'' She sighed longingly. ''I saw him and as soon as our eyes locked it was like nothing else mattered anymore. Even tho he was a wolf he accepted me as a witch. We kept quiet about my powers, saying I was human to everyone, only we knew the truth.'' She smiled at me, the memories of her husband coming to the surface again. Though being a werewolf my grandpa was an amazing man.
''And look where it got us honey, 60 years of marrige full of love joy and passion" Nana giggled at that as if she was a 18 year old school girl again. It made me cringe inside, I didn't want to imagine my grandparents doing the nasty.
My nana lifted her hand and stroked my cheek. ''I promise you, those are all rumours of the past. Nowdays mates don't kill their other half anymore, or it's very uncommon. They did that, yes, but after a while they found out there is not always a second chance mate and living the rest of their lives alone and with this huge guilt made many of them comit suicide. Also it is the worst pain to kill a mate, you feel as you are slowely dying yourself'' Her soft tone is nearly reassuring but I still can't see wolves as good creatures.
''And you will see me again, I will always be by your side, for what did I learn witchcraft'' She winks at me makinig me laugh. Nana always has a spell for the right situation.
''And I know holding such a big secret, from your mate is hard. But if it saves your life so be it. Your mate doesn't have to know.'' Her hands gripped my head softly and laid it down in her lap, caressing my hair. ''You can tell him, if you want because having secrets from your mate can be hard. But that's entirely your decision, believe me, not all of them are bad even if it looks like it.''
''When I met your grandpa I didn't immidiately tell him I was a witch. I continued to practice witch craft and cover my scent. But one day I was not careful enough and you grandpa found me doing spells. Guess what? I am still alive, am I not? He didn't kill me nor treat me differently, he still loved me. He may have been more protective of me but never laid a hand on me. I mean not in a hurtful way, but he did in a pleasu-'' I quickly covered my ears laughing.
''NANA! I do not want to hear those stories please'' I chuckled making her laugh, like a full on belly laugh.
After she regained herself she spoke up again. ''Don't hate your mate from the beginning on. Give him a chance, that's my advice'' She finished her speech.
Sitting up I wipe some tears that rolled down my cheeks, with the back of my hand. ''Promise me you will give him a chance, for me?'' She asked me again, studying my face, her eyes also glossy.
I slowely nodded, hoping for my and my nana's sakes that I have a mate like my nana did.
A/N
Okay I know this chapter was really long, I apologize, but I was really in the flow.
Have a great day/night lovelies :)
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