The Wait

8.) Witch's Curse

"But those with an evil heart seem to have a talent for destroying anything beautiful which is about to bloom."
-Cynthia Rylant

Third Person POV

She walked through the abandoned cabin where she knew the with Ominous Raina would be. The outside made it appear smaller, but the inside was huge. The inside was clean that had many books and items crowding the shelves.

"Hello?" She was met with silence. What caught her attention was a jewel in the middle of a wind charm that was glowing. The light seemed to change color as she got closer, drawing her in with the bright light. She reached out for it, then hesitated for a moment. Then she touched the jewel, upon the touch had made it turn completely black.

There was a draft that entered the room sending chills down the woman's spine. A door creaking behind her caught her attention. There was an old hunched over woman with a dirty hood covering her face. She moved slowly towards the jars of liquid and dead bugs.

"What do you want?" The woman rasped out, confirming her old tiring age.

"Are you the witch, Raina?" The old woman didn't speak, she simply looked at all her stuff as if she had been away from home a long time.

"I'm here to ask-"

"I know what you want." The woman snapped. "Did you know that your name means 'she who intoxicates'?"

"Yes," Maeve answered.

The old woman chuckled then turned around slowly, her face was hidden by her dirty coat. The woman held out a small vial filled with blue liquid. Maeve noticed that the old woman hands were skeletal like showing bones. She took the vial from the woman and looked at it with doubt.

"This will make him fall in love with me? He'll be my mate if I do this right?"

"Your mates will be switched, Erik will be yours while your undiscovered mate will be with another. All you have to do is put the liquid on your lips and kiss him."

Maeve was surprised on how it easy it all sounded. She was a little uneasy on how the witch knew her reasons for being here. Maeve has never done anything like this before. She wasn't even sure if there was a real witch that was living here.

"That's it? He won't be hurt by this, right? All I want is his love with nobody hurt."

The woman nodded clasping her bony hands together. "As long as the liquid comes in contact with his mouth." Maeve could feel the woman's gazing stare, though she couldn't see her eyes. "Just remember young Maeve. Messing with nature and the moons fate, has a price. Maeve nodded, she knew there would be repercussions, but as long as Erik loved her back, she didn't care.

Maeve walked out the front door then looked back to see the cabin was gone. She had to look down at the vial to make sure she hadn't hallucinated the whole thing.

She transformed into her wolf, running all the way back to the pack lands. She carried the vial in her wolfs mouth. Her wolf was uneasy about the whole thing, she didn't want Erik like that.

She shifted back when she caught Erik's scent. He was coming back from visiting his mysterious mate. Maeve quickly applied the dripping liquid to her lips and ran up to Erik. She smashed her lips onto his, she put her hands behind his head to deepen it.

He was pushing her away which made her jump on him desperately. It was when she felt sharp claws dig into her sides that she gasped, falling to the floor. Her sides were bleeding through the holes his claws created.

She looked up at Erik and cowered in fear. He was livid. Klay didn't like that a woman other than his mate kissed him. He became more infuriated when he noticed she was naked. "Why would you do that?!" She had to look away from his eyes as to not challenge his wolf.