Witches at war

Six

Being put into a prison cell was humiliating. The werewolf guards looked at me with a mixture of hatred and fear, while Jack and the others seemed to be avoiding me as much as possible. I hadn't expected any friendliness, however, I had done nothing harmful to warrant being locked up. What made it worse was that the longer I was held there, the closer the scouter witches would be to finding Rae. It took all of my reserves not to break out of the cell and run back into the forest in search of her.

As time dragged on and my magical energy slowly returned to me, I found myself more tempted by the weak, metal bars holding me in. I knew I could break through them, relatively easily, but the reaction from the werewolves would not be a pleasant one. Even if I did manage to escape, there would be no telling how far I'd get before I was torn to pieces. I sighed in defeat, knowing that risking my life wasn't worth it. Without me, Rae may never know about Dalia's Scouters and would be caught and dragged back to face the consequences. If that were to happen, hope may truly be lost.

Suddenly a loud sound echoed down the hallway and footsteps made their way towards me. I wasn't afraid. If they wanted to kill me then they would have done so already. This was just a precaution since I was seen as such a major threat. I scoffed at the thought. Although I was powerful, I would never consider myself as a threat.

"Miss Lockley," One of the warrior wolves stood outside of my cell, the door now pulled open. He was one of the few shifters who had not seemed afraid of me. It was relieving and I was grateful for all the time he was guarding me. I approached the warrior, my head held high as I refused to give in to the harsh glares from the other guards. "The Alpha wants to speak to you."

I nodded at the warrior as I stepped out of the cell. The walk wasn't long, but the stares I received from the pack members as I entered their house made it feel like a lifetime. The fear and hostility made me sick, never had I ever been treated so foully before. Doing my best to block out those around me, I let the warrior wolf lead me into a secluded section of the house where very few shifters were loitering.

The room I was taken to was plain, no decor or ornaments hung on the wall. Only a simple table with a few chairs filled the empty space. I knew instantly that they were going to interrogate me. Sitting down, I waited for the Alpha to arrive.

"Thank you, Carl, we'll take it from here," the deep, unmistakable voice of Jack filled my ears as I stared down at the wooden table. I heard the sound of the door shut and looked up to see three people who weren't very happy to see me. "Adelaide," Jack started as he made his way towards me. There was confusion in his eyes, as well as uncertainty. I wondered if he too was afraid of me. Alphas were strong, but witches were scarier.

"I assume you have questions," I said quietly. Now I had been caught, there was no reason to hide anything from them. I wondered if Kris had told Tia about me yet. It saddened me that so many people would come to know my true colours, especially when they had been so kind to me. Truthfully I was conflicted. I felt bad, for hurting these innocent people. Lying and deceiving wasn't in my nature, but it is all I had showed those shifters.

At the same time, I knew that I was doing it for a good reason. The dishonesty was the lesser of two evils. Although I did not fully understand what we were facing, I knew that we were all in grave danger. Telling a few lies would not mean much in the grand scheme of things. My mind continued to throw the idea back and forth as I sat uncomfortably on the thin wooden chair.

The three werewolves took a seat in front of me, each with their own awkward facial expressions. None of them knew how to start which was understandable. It wasn't every day that you found out your new friend was a witch. Nothing could have prepared them for it. The idea tugged on my guilt and I sat up straight, ready to speak. "Whatever you want to know...I'll tell you," I started, my voice soft and quiet. "I apologise for deceiving you, but truly I had no choice."