A Witch's Mistake

"Where are you?" I whispered through my breath. Still, looking over the town that is infested by my Wolf-friend, which happened because of me.

I gasped in relief when I saw a mob providing the location of the Wolf.

As soon as I got there, I jumped off from my broom after taking off the invisibility fleece that I wear for protection. I slowly walked towards the mob, being careful not to be persecuted, being the Witch I am.

With a wave of my wand, everybody froze. I took the chance to get the ferocious Werewolf.

"Okay. We're getting out of here. So please don't kill me." I tried taming the Wolf in front of me, bearing its sharp teeth and glowing eyes. I whispered a spell that made him sleep. I covered him with my invisibility fleece to make him camouflage.

I made him float above the ground through my wand, carrying him to my secret lair. I remembered my conversation with Mother Witch. I told her the biggest mistake I did; I consoled from her. My fingers shook with my decision.

I swallowed the lump on my throat as the Werewolf howled loudly, almost making me deaf.

I saw him lift his big paw to grasp me, but I'm faster. I took my wand and uttered a spell that weakened him.

I moved my fingers along its soft fur before it wakes up and makes havoc in this town.

I felt a tear crept on my green skin.

Casting a spell, I came near him to give him a last hug.

A vision came gushing in my head, remembering what Mother Witch told me: to lift the curse and die with it.

A blinding light appeared as I took the last glimpse of my Wolf-friend and disappeared forever with the curse I gave him.