Black Magic [editing in progress]

Chapter Nine.

*Pronunciation of Names: Nissa (knee-suh), Asha (ash-uh), Ravyn (Ray-ven).

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IT WAS THE GROWL THAT made me feel like I was going to be part of a killing spree or something. As soon as Nissa had uttered those words, she had already sentenced herself to death like we had all those centuries ago. Nissa was a trouble maker and Asha and I both knew that if she was to ever cause trouble when she was mad (which was always), someone was going to get severely hurt... And going up against a powerful alpha wasn't gonna scratch her up one bit.

If anything, the wolf was dead meat.

As soon as the man turned into a wolf (Nissa was about the same height of the wolf — If she was standing on a medium-sized box), Nissa ignited her flames with her fists. The wolf was all black and huge. He had dark eyes as he snarled, making him look menacing. The wolf's fur looked soft to the touch, maybe even like silk, but the creature was anything but gentle.

His giant paws stomped the ground with every step he took as he and Nissa circled each other. His ears were pulled back as he barred his teeth. Growl after growl tore through the wind and trees. His tail whipped and sliced through the air like a samurai sword. It was barely pitch black out here in the forest with little bits of light from the moon as it cut through the leaves of the trees. Many of the remaining wolves that had stayed to back up their alpha were growling and in a fighting stance, ready to attack.

This alpha was powerful and so was his pack, but they were still no match for a six hundred year old witch.

Nissa was taking big, slow steps as she and the wolf circled each other. Her hair had stripped away the dark red tussles of hair and now were the fiery mess of curls. Thankfully, she still had on her "modern clothes" that we had arrived here in.

The fire from her hands was engulfing her arms in a heat of protection with every step she took. When it was time for someone to strike, the alpha wolf taunted at Nissa, seeming playfully dangerous as he jumped back and forth and fierce growls grew from his throat.

Nissa was unfazed as the wolf continued to "play around". Her eyes were in slits and she was breathing calmly as if none of this was going on. Her stance was that of ease and her face held determination as well as a hint of sarcasm. The uprising smirk on her face proved that she was asking for trouble.

And trouble, was what she was going to get.

Her lips were still curved in that taunting smirk that the wolf growled at. Suddenly, Nissa stands upright and her flames are gone. A smirk still lays there lazily on her face and a dangerous kind of mischief sparkles in her eyes.

"Come and get me Pup."

With that one sentence, the alpha wolf snarled as loud as three firetrucks and darted for Nissa like no tomorrow.

I had to look away from the scene as I saw Asha slowly backing up to the tree I was in. Looking back at the fight between the six hundred year old witch vs the twenty-something year old alpha wolf, I decided that I would take care of getting Asha as Nissa caused a great distraction.

As quietly as I could manage, I climbed down the tree, branch by branch, until I got close to Asha. She looked up at me as I looked down at her. My face held worry as I saw a purple bruise around her neck and a cut lip. She immediately shook her head at me and held out her hand for me to grab.