Aaron
I felt Evelina’s fear the moment Rodger took her. She had wanted me to let her go, to sacrifice herself so he wouldn’t harm our people. And I had done it—for my father’s life. The weight of that choice crushed me. Vulnerable. Helpless. But not broken.
I would find her.
On the table before me lay a map, ready to guide me to the warlock who had stolen my mate. When I found him, he would meet his creator. This time, I would be ready.
“I need a drop of blood—we can track Lina,” Lyra said firmly. All three witches were determined to help, worry for Evelina shining in their eyes.
I held out my hand without hesitation. Lyra pricked my finger, letting a crimson droplet fall onto the map. Chanting softly, she wove her spell. The blood shimmered and then spread, moving across the parchment until it stopped far to the east.
“Warrodah,” she whispered.
My chest tightened. Warrodah—a place only witches could enter. Wolves could not. Rodger had taken her somewhere I could not follow.
I paced the room like a caged beast, my wolf clawing at my skin. I needed a way in. I had to find her.
Daniel laid a hand on my shoulder. “We will find her, brother. There must be a way.”
The witches huddled together, whispering in urgent tones before Clara finally turned to me. “We’ll return to our coven. The sorcerer there—he can help us enter Warrodah.”
It was a chance. Risky, but a chance. “We leave tomorrow morning,” I declared. I would take any path, any gamble, to bring Evelina back.
Eric stepped into the room then, standing beside Daniel. “I want to help.”
My rage flared. “Help? You always despised her for being my mate. If this brings you joy, leave now.”
He didn’t flinch. His gaze dropped, then lifted to mine with unusual honesty. “Evelina saved me once—when your wolf nearly killed me. All she’s ever done is protect you, even when we gave her nothing but suspicion and hate. She never used her magic against us, though she had every reason to. I saw more humanity in her than I’ve ever seen in a witch.”
His words silenced me. For once, he was right.
Sia crossed her arms. “That’s all well and good, but we should be focusing on how to convince this sorcerer to help us.”
I nodded. “Tell me about him.”
Lyra’s lips curved faintly. “He will help.”
Daniel frowned. “How can you be so sure?”
“Because he owes her,” Lyra said softly. “Evelina saved him once, though it’s his story to tell—not mine. When the time comes, you’ll see.”
Secrets. Always secrets with witches. But if it brought me closer to her, I would endure it.
That night, sleep was impossible. My thoughts circled endlessly—her voice, her scent, the agony of not knowing if she was safe. I needed answers. Answers Agatha owed me.
The dungeon reeked of filth, the stench of piss and spoiled food clinging to the walls. My wolf recoiled at the foulness. My father had been harsh with her, locking her here, but I needed to see for myself.
“Bring her out,” I ordered the guard.
Chains rattled as Agatha shuffled forward, her wrists raw from the iron cuffs. She lifted her head, eyes sharp despite her disheveled state.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said.
“Well, here I am.” My tone was flat. I had no time for riddles.
“Your fate has changed, Aaron. You don’t have much time.”
I frowned. “What do you mean?”
She rubbed her sore wrists. “Rodger has taken Evelina to Warrodah. There, in the deepest and darkest magic, he means to break your bond. If he succeeds, the tie will snap—and he will become the next Wolf King, fated to her.”
My heart slammed against my ribs. My wolf snarled with rage, but I forced myself to stay calm. I could not trust her.
“How do I know this isn’t another of your lies?”
Her gaze didn’t waver. “Oracles do not lie. I have nothing to gain.”
“Nothing to gain?” My voice turned cold. “You could have warned us he was coming. Evelina wouldn’t have been taken. Don’t tell me you have no stake in this. My instincts say otherwise—and my instincts are never wrong.”
The words hit her hard. She flinched, but pressed on. “The prophecy was not meant for you. Evelina used black magic to escape him, and now she is being punished. Your bond is the only thing keeping her safe. If it breaks, she is his.”
I bared my teeth. “I’ll kill him before that happens.”
She lifted her chin. “Forget the sorcerer. I can help you enter Warrodah.”
My eyes narrowed. “If you try to deceive me again, I will end you. Wolves keep their promises.”
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WITCHE'S BEAST *(needs editing )
Hombres LoboEvelina is a young witch who has just been learning her witch powers and believes that werewolves never existed before and they were killed by her kind. What happens when she finds out that they actually do exist and the moon has twisted her fate to...
