Chapter 15: The Earth Witch Part 1

***Jane***

“Who in the bloody f**k are you?” the woman growls, the golden flecks in her green eyes glittering like flames.

Before I can respond, the small woman has a silver dagger pointed at my throat as she pins me with her elbow against the door.

“You better talk fast, wolf.Talia doesn’t take kindly to your kind so I doubt she let you in willingly.Who the f**k are you and what are you doing in her house?”

She snarls, pressing the dagger harder against my neck.

“Are you one of Christian’s mutts? Have you come to take her back? Are you with Cillian because I’ll bloody kill you where you stand if you so much as touch her!”

Who are Christian and Cillian and where are they taking our mate? Grayson asks.

Agnes rushes towards us and the woman turns to face her, lifting her hand up in warning.

“Unless you want me to gauge your pretty little eyes out, wolf, BACK THE f**k UP!” the woman screams, her hand emitting green light.

Witch! Grayson snarls.

Taking advantage of her distraction, I hook my ankle around the that it points to her instead.I then use my body to slam her against the wall, the woman groaning as her head bangs against the wall.

Completely infuriated, she wraps her fingers around my wrists.

Her palms become scorching hot as they emit a green light and I flinch away from her in pain, stepping back a few paces and shielding Agnes with my body from the furious witch.

The witch waves the dagger in front of me, her teeth clenched in anger.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.Who are you and what have you done with Kota and Talia?”

Realizing this might be Talia’s witch friend, Gwen, I raise one arm in surrender and then point to my throat, mouthing the word MUTE to her before gesturing to Agnes and pointing at my ears.

“DEAF,” I mouth, praying to Moon Goddess that she gets it.

She narrows her eyes in confusion and I hear Agnes shuffling behind me.I don’t dare look at what Agnes is doing, afraid to take my eyes off the witch.

Just speak! Grayson snaps in frustration.

I open my mouth to take his advice but as always, my tongue grows stiff and heavy in my mouth, the words stuck in the back of my throat.

Agnes walks right past me and holds out a piece of paper to the witch.

“You’re deaf and you’re mute…?” the witch mutters, pointing to satisfied, she slowly lowers her dagger.

“Of course you f****”g are,” she grumbles, storming past us to the kitchen.

She sees the pen and notepad on the counter and tosses it to me.

“Go on then.Explain yourselves.Who are you?” She says, crossing her arms and tapping her foot impatiently.

Knowing she could go off any minute, I scribble a response to her and timidly hand the notepad back to her.

She snatches it out of my hand, grumbling to herself in annoyance.

“My name is Zane.I am Talia’s mate.This is Agnes, my mother.You must be Gwen…” she reads aloud, her body tensing up at the last sentence.

“S-She told you about me..” She grumbles, a bit of anger flashing in her eyes.

“She must trust you then…She doesn’t give my name out to just anyone.”

My heart nearly skips a beat when she says that.

Talia trusts me? Gwen eyes me up and down, a murderous chuckle escaping her lips.

“Moon Goddess must be testing us both,” she says to herself.

“Oh Talia…looks like we are both on the same bloody boat,” she sighs, taking a seat at the counter.

Agnes being Agnes, she rushes to grab the witch a glass of water and hands it to her with shaking hands.

The witch smiles softly at her and thanks her.

After taking a drink and gathering her bearings, Gwen looks up at me with a “I apologize for attacking you.I’m a little on edge as it is.It’s been a rough couple days,”

Gwen says to me, wiping her face in exhaustion.

Tell me about it, I want to say but instead just nod politely.

Ask her about Christian and Cillian! Grayson snaps.

Who the f**k are they and why would they take Talia? I take the notepad from the counter and write out my question to her, When she sees what I wrote, she shakes her head at me.

“Cillian is my problem, not Talia’s so don’t worry about him.I-I’ll take care of him on my own,” she says, nervously smiling at me.

however, it’s best I not say a word.That’s Talia’s business and only she has the right to disclose that information.It should be

her answer.If Cillian is her problem, why would he be after Talia?

as I take the

know if Talia is safe.Who Is Cillian?”

as she reads the page, there’s a knock at the door, both Gwen and I jumping to

me back as

“Stay here.”

her to the door,

witch cautiously turns to the knob and opens the door, a

strong build and dark brown hair.His green eyes settle on me and

Earth are you

sneers, pushing the door open and glaring at

did you find

mutt, Gwen?” he says, never taking his eyes

beneath

here? How did

and waves

a 300 year old mate is that she hasn’t got a clue how technology

dryly at him

he says, stepping closer so that he stands only an

“Who’s the mutt?”

met him,” she says

jealous?” she

me up and down and smiles with satisfaction at her, leaning his face down so that his lips hover

Asshole…

her heart pound in her chest as he

him

she mutters, the wolf grinning from ear

your heart races for me,” he sighs, taking her hand and

let me in or

she mutters

believe you followed me after I told you to leave

body,” he growls,

“If he finds you…”

can handle this on

can finish her sentence, the wolf named Salvador crashes his lips onto hers, holding her face in a breathless

interaction, I turn my gaze and examine the

uh..That’s a sturdy wall we got here ,I think to

Very sturdy…uh..Very clean…

you understand now why I can’t

he pulls away from the witch, her body trembling in his arms.my arms, to kiss her passionately, leaving

my time had not yet come and I could only hope one

a word as she collects herself, pulling the wolf into the house and leading him into the living room.He takes a seat on the

has her

scans the room, his

states as he looks at

is not,”he says, nodding at

outside of its clan with an omega?” I could ask

Salvador.He won’t respond to you,” the witch

for the intrusion.I was not expecting

wolf smirks triumphantly at her and she groans, wiping her tired face and taking a deep breath in a desperate attempt

the wolf who appears to be her mate that followed her from her

wolf with the gift of thought projection, capable of turning his

anything come to life with just

the room before landing on

beautiful creature, reaching out her hand

finger, fluttering its wings to

“She can keep it,”

he watches Agnes

she doesn’t crush it, it will

the gift to Agnes, tears springing to her

by her reaction, not understanding why

he, of course, could not possibly know all the hardships Agnes faced in her life and that his simple act of kindness was one that

introductions out of the way, I hand the page with my question back to Gwen and give her a stern look

of it immediately.In the meantime, I need you to get them to safety in California.There’s a pack there that

Danger?

this is

made arrangements with a pack and they are willing to take her in for the time

to know who would be willing

humans were forbidden

answers for her, his

“The Ivory Queen.”

***Nataliat**

down to the radiology department before heading

in my cubby and I contemplate

grimace, however, when I remember they were serving meatloaf

wrapped sandwich from the bag along with some cut up fruit and

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