SEQUEL TO SWEET TEASE. READ THAT BEFORE THIS OR YOU WON'T UNDERSTAND THIS ONE.
It's been six months since the death of Janessa Montgomery and the kidnapping of little Guinevere Alexis Montgomery.
Octavia and Winifred have been doing their best to r...
I cleared my throat as the witch kept looking up and down my body, her eyes staying on my shrunken, flaccid dick for a moment too long. I straightened myself as she stepped back into her house. I narrowed my eyes as she motioned with her arm for me to come in.
"Well, get in here. I do not conduct business in the cold."
I nodded and shook myself off before I stepped inside her house. She shut the door behind me, and walked past me. Making her way across her home, I raised an eyebrow as she sat down at a kitchen table in the middle of the room.
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"I had been expecting you hours ago, so your tea is cold."
She waved her hand at the table and I narrowed my eyes, but sat at the table across from her. She lifted her own cup and sipped at her tea, staring at me. I cleared my throat again and leaned forward in the chair, not bothering with the formalities.
"If you've been expecting me, then you should know why I'm here."
Her eyes closed as she hummed in thought. She didn't answer for what felt like forever. When the silence had dragged on, she set her cup down with a clink! She opened her eyes and looked at me, clasping her hands in front of herself.
"I know why you are here. We will address it when you finish your tea."
I sighed hard, but reached out to grab the cup that held the tea she had made. I sniffed it and she laughed, full and hearty.
"Drink, wolf. It is not poisoned."
My nostrils flared as I moved my mouth to the cup and took a small sip. It was a delicious herbal tea. I was more of a coffee drinker, but if I wanted anything to be taken care of, I'd have to drink the tea. I took a small sip of my tea. I honestly having trouble sitting still, but this witch was the Supreme, so I had to be careful. She stared at me intensely as I finished my tea. Setting the cup down gently, I met her gaze.
"Now. I know why you're here, but enlighten me."
I cleared my throat, stiffening as I answered her.
"Word has it that you have the power to resurrect."
Silence answered me for a long time as we stared at each other. I started getting uncomfortable when she continued to not blink.
"I would like to bring my wife back, if it's possible."
Her eyes narrowed harshly and she shifted in her seat stiffly.
"Resurrection magic takes a hefty price. A life for a life, if I can bring her back, of course."
I nodded, leaning forward. I'd give my own life to save my wife -- no questions asked.
"Bring me to see her and I'll see if the magic can be cast."
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Xandria stopped being impressed with my guests to see Janessa after I brought Winifred to the cave. I sighed nervously as my guard let us into the cave. The glowing blue light gave me comfort, but I hoped it would be temporary. I led us through the twisting cave easily, stopping when we came to the edge of the clear pond in front of the tree that held Janessa's crystal. To get to her, we'd have to wade through the water, so I'd wait to do so just yet.
"I need to be closer."
I nodded and stepped into the water. It was warm enough that goose flesh did not rise on my skin. I motioned for the witch to follow me, and we waded through the waist deep water. Ichure shivered as she stepped closer to my wife. I forced my snarl to die as she got as close to my wife as the water would allow her to. A soft sigh left her lips as she took in the graying state of her skin.
"They really hurt her. I can feel her pain."
I let out a soft whimper, like a sick puppy.
"They did terrible things to her, and they took our daughter. I will do anything to bring her back to our wife and daughters."
I moved my gaze to the witch, who had started watching my face.
"Our pack doctors did the best they could to repair the damage. If you can bring her back, she will always have that scar, but be unable to carry children anymore. It surprises me everyday to think about how painful it must have been for her to come back to me."
Ichure sighed, then looked from me, to Janessa, then back to me, her eyes shining.
"I can bring her back, but the cost will be your first born son."
{I have the next chapter written, but not typed up yet. It's getting more interesting now, so keep waiting for me! I'm trying to get this book rolling, because I know exactly where I want to go with it, but with being an essential worker in this pandemic, it's really hard for me to find time, working 16 hour shifts six days a week. I hope you guys are being safe!
