Thirteen years later
Freya was much grown up by then with bright hazel eyes, fair white skin and long dark colored hair. Her magic had gotten so strong that her parents feared the ancestors would try to corrupt her again. Luckily the spell that was cast years ago held on and she did not lose control. As for her wolf, that was entirely different, she had not wolfed out even once since the spell was cast but did not mean her wolf was not present
"Now, Freya!" Ophelia spoke sternly after she spelled a cat to death, wanting Freya to practice the reincarnation spell. Freya closed her eyes and mumbled in ancient language the cat slowly coming back from the dead. Its tail moved first then the eyes flickered till completely open and finally meowed walking away then she opened her eyes only to find her mother already looking at her, who nodded pleased with just how much her daughter had grown. She was so much better than her at her age, because at her age she caused chaos in the coven that lead to her being chased away
"Let's head back home, enough magic for today" Freya smiled nodding then started packing their stuff when suddenly a scent she thought was never meant for her, evaded her nose as her wolf, Jade spelled out Mate. A small smile donned her pink lips, her heartbeat increased sending beautiful chills down her entire body
"Uhm mom, go ahead am right behind you!" "Don't be long, love" Ophelia spoke as she headed for the pack. Freya took her bag slanged it on her shoulder letting the scent lead her to her one true mate. Her father had told her all about mates and their unique scents. When one smelt them, you found them!
The scent led her to an open field with no one in sight making her frown because the scent got even stronger that it was all she smelt. It literary became the oxygen she breathed in. Am I just thrilled with the idea of having a mate that a scent just filled my nostrils? She couldn't help but question herself
"Hello there" She heard a whisper right behind her ear. Cloaking spell, really? She spoke a word in Latin, snapping her fingers then suddenly a somewhat taller guy than her dirty blonde haired guy with blue sapphire eyes appeared before her
"You are smarter than I thought!" He spoke out with a heavy British accent "And you are corkier than I had least expected!" He chuckled which simply ignited the chills she was already having "Of course, you are one to speak back. A half-breed, destined to rule two communities!" She hummed not liking his tone towards her "Who are you calling a half-breed? Am yet to be Alpha one day. Show some respect!" She growled out her eyes flickering yellow, yet her human side denied her wolf-side access "Please Freya, chill out. He is our mate!" "He is pissing me off, Jade!" She beamed in her mind
"My apologies, soon to be Alpha..." He let it sarcastically and she had enough that she rolled her eyes realizing this was a mistake. "...wait, I truly am" He said back meaning it this time without an accent. She scoffs turning "Where did the accent go?" "It was a foreplay. Wanted to know what you like. You are my mate after all..." He ended with a smile reaching out to her "...I got to add, you are an angry little thing!" She stood upright "Like you said, am a half-breed of two powerful forces. Do not test my bad side!" "It might be wise to learn to control it, mate" "Don't call me that" He smiled wider "And there it is, the non-submissive nature too. What do you suggest I call you?" "Freya" She said quickly folding her arms to her chest "Freya..." He tried the name on his lips right there knowing he likes it "...am Matt" Saying his name, brought the chills all over again as her previous anger faded slowly a small smile threatening to form on her lips that he didn't fail to notice but he looked away recalling the main reason he was there in the first place
"Am a witch" "I know" "I was sent here by my people and our ancestors. They need you to do something, you should have done years ago" She scoffed "What is that exactly?" "Kill all wolves..." She scoffed bitterly again letting out a dry laugh unfolding her arms "...and letting your witch side fully take over you shutting off your wolf side"
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Cursed
ParanormalA witch and a werewolf. To the park, that is a curse. She would be a monster! They would reject her and she would do nothing more than not backing down without a fight. She will be the monster they fear. She will be ruthless. She will be the greates...